Chapter 133
‘I’ve actually fallen to this point!’
Maisie returned to her office calmly.
“Thank God, the dbag has left.’
“Zee!” As soon as Maisie turned around, she was sturdily bear-hugged by Ryleigh. “Hey, how can you not tell me that you’re no longer working in Vaenna?!”
Ryleigh was dumbfounded for a split second, let go of Maisie abruptly, and sniffed her body. “Why d o you smell of men’s perfume?”
Maisie’s heart trembled, and she looked away calmly. “Really?” “Yes!” Ryleigh sniffed again and frowned slightly. “It’s one of the Gucci colognes, and this fragrance is rather familiar. Ah, isn’t it from Mr. Goldmann-”
Maisie pushed her head away. “Are you a dog? Why are you looking for me?”
“We haven’t seen each other in quite a while, and you don’t even miss me? Hmph, you really are the type of woman who places her boyfriend before her best friend.” Ryleigh snorted with her arms crossed in front of her chest.
Maisie walked to her desk and sat down. “Hehe, aren’t you dating a man too?”
“That’s not a date. My dad insisted on dragging me out to eat with that man. You should know that my dad nags about my marriage all day long. He can’t wait to marry me off at this instant!”
Ryleigh walked to the desk and said coquettishly, “Zee, you have to help me.”
“How can I help you?”
“I don’t want to go home nowadays. By the way, have you sold the beachfront villa that you stayed i n before this? If you haven’t sold it, can I go there to hide from my dad for a while?” Ryleigh grabbed her hand with a pitiful expression.
“You can live there. I haven’t sold that villa yet.”
Ryleigh was so touched that she teared up. “Zee, you’re the best. You’re really my saving grace!”
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She even kissed her hand excitedly after saying so. 1
Maisie felt helpless.
The rumors of #Erwin Lincoln Seeing A Mysterious Woman# had created huge waves on the Internet. Some netizens even tagged #Erwin Lincoln# in all the posts.
Just when the netizens were all engaged in the discussions, #Erwin Lincoln# posted a post through his Twitter account.
#Erwin Lincoln#: What’s wrong with me playing a game of chess with my niece for an hour?
#Maisie Vanderbilt#: Uncle @Erwin Lincoln, should we extend it to a two-hour game in the future?”
#Nolan Goldmann#: ???
#MelonLover# @Nolan Goldmann, Sir, do you have a lot of questions?
#Helios Boucher#: @Nolan Goldmann, even an old man like you is on Twitter now?
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