Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 603

Thinking of this, Kelly nodded and said, “I’m not interested in helping you, but I can answer your questions.”

At this point, she paused for a moment and continued, “The assistant beside lan, Cyril, seems to be especially strict with lan. Anyone who wears heavy makeup and intends to get close to lan will be strictly refused. If you really want to get in touch with lan, it’s best to hide your thoughts.”

Hiding thoughts? Penelope and Millie looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

What Kelly said made sense. Ian had come to the Collins family to recuperate and was not interested in women.

If they took the initiative to approach him, it would backfire.

Penelope rolled her eyes and quickly came up with a suitable idea.

She looked at Kelly with sparkling eyes and said in a threatening tone, “I hope you’re not lying to me.”

Penelope was very ambitious and liked to compete for it since she was young.

In the Collins family, there was an outstanding and capable Bart. There was a beautiful and delicate Brenda, whom Dylan liked.

others. She had

as Ian fell in love with her and she became lan’s wife, she would not even

talk too much to the two of them. After reminding them a little, she left.

was indeed a good strategy. However, if everyone rushed

on heavy makeup and take the initiative to close Ian. This would make lan and Cyril hate her and think that she is a

‘Yes, 1 will do that.‘

which was very coquettish. The costume was not very revealing, but it was still exceptionally sexy.

curly hair behind her back like

in the restaurant, she attracted

said in

smiled cutely. “Grandpa, do I look good today?”

happily. “Young people should dress up well and be

and did not dress up but put on makeup. On

the mirror with such makeup, but compared to a peerless beauty like Kelly,

thoughts were deep and she could calm down, but Millie’s face had already darkened.

is not considered a big family in Capitol City, but this house is not bad. There are a few good sceneries. Why don’t I

fork. His slender fingers were holding a napkin as he elegantly