Billionaire's Sweetheart

The unceasing flow of idle chatter made Eliza feel very helpless.

The evil guys on the internet had sprayed her all over.

Of course, other than the people who were gossiping behind her back, the people who were speaking to her in person were all fawning over her, all of them hoping to get more big news about the entertainment industry from her.

After Eliza left the company, she went to see Richard.

He had given her only half a day to come and resign.

After stepping into his territory, Eliza was amazed, this man's life was truly exquisite and elegant.

The garden office was a reflection of his wealth and taste.

"From today onwards, you are my personal assistant and girlfriend." The man announced, raising his eyebrows lazily.

Eliza nodded obediently, then asked: "As your personal assistant, what do I need to do?"

"My servant girl, serving me personal meals and living with tea and water."

"Nanny?" The girl looked surprised.

"Otherwise? In other people's eyes, you're my girlfriend. From now on, where am I will be where you are. You have to follow me around like a shadow." Richard ignored her look of surprise, his face full of arrogance.

"Will you pay me?"

"Yes, I'll give salary to you. How about fifty thousand a month?"

Eliza was shocked again. So high?

"Okay? I promise you." In this world where even survival is difficult, Eliza should be satisfied to be able to climb onto such a golden thigh.

Seeing this woman being so obedient, Richard's expression became slightly more satisfied.

"There's a dress I prepared for you. You can put it on now and come with me." Richard pointed to the guest room beside her.

Surprise flashed across Eliza's beautiful face. She asked curiously, "Where are you bringing me to?"

"Accompany me to conference."

"This isn't good, I'm afraid I will embarrass you." Eliza was stunned.

She had not expected Richard to bring her to such an important event so quickly.

"I'm not afraid of losing face. What are you afraid of? Even if I have to lose it, I will lose my face." The man looked annoyed.

That said, she still didn't want to embarrass him.

"'Hurry up, it's too late." Richard impatiently urged.

Eliza had no choice but to quickly enter the guest room, and saw a set of black ceremonial dresses on the bed.

She closed the door and changed into a new set of clothes. However, she discovered that the back of this dress revealed a large area of her back.

Eliza was startled, she anxiously opened the door and asked: "Can you change it? I can't wear such clothes."

"Why not? Isn't that good?" The man stood up and, with long, slender legs, pushed the door open.

He looked down at her and saw a blush flash across her cheeks.

"Be confident of yourself."

Eliza rarely worn such gowns, it was just that she was not used to it, it was just that she was not confident in herself.

"These are two different things. You'd better find me a more normal suit." She insisted.

"As my girlfriend, I want you to wear what I want. You have no right to refuse." Richard's temper went bad again.

The girl lowered her head in grievance and bit her lower lip.

Richard scrunched his eyebrows in annoyance. "Can we go now?"

After that, Eliza chose to ignore the chill in her back and nodded.

"Do you know how to make up? If you know, then do it." Richard gave her another serious look.

Eliza nodded again, then turned around to see a cabinet beside her. It was filled with all sorts of high-class cosmetics.

She never thought that this man would prepare so many things for her.

Was this really prepared for her?

She drew a faint makeup on her face and walked out. The man looked at her in satisfaction and then walked out.

Eliza sighed, forget it, for the sake of money, she could bear it.

The two had just stepped out of the room when she heard the man whisper to her, "Hold my hand!"

Eliza reached out her hands in embarrassment and held his arm tightly.

This man was really overbearing. Even if she was acting with him for money, there was no need for him to be so serious, right?

They even went downstairs arm in arm?

When the two took the elevator to the first floor, they saw a group of reporters waiting for them in the lobby.

Eliza's mind buzzed again.

It was somewhat empty.

"Don't look so serious!" Richard lowered his head and whispered, but to others, it looked as if he was whispering something of love to her.

Eliza forced out a smile, she suddenly felt that Richard seemed to be deliberately trying to dye their relation.

Was he going to put on an act for someone else?

"Don't tell me you invited all these reporters over?" Eliza tried her best to smile, and asked him in a low voice.

"Yes!" The man replied plainly.