Bogus Billionaire By Shining Riviera

Chapter 242

At once, Sean looked over at Kirk.

Kirk leaned in his seat casually, with one arm stretching out over Caroline’s shoulder. The threat was clear in his smile.

“What are you looking at me for? Your wile’s asking you.”

“What wife?” Gwen glared at Kirk.

Then, she turned to look at Sean. “Is my question so tough to answer?”

“Alright.” Sean glanced at Kirk, his expression pained.

“Sorry, bro. For my wife, I have to throw you under the bus.”

Kirk only looked at Sean with a smile.

Sean braced himself and said, “Actually, before meeting Carrie Kirk, he was a vir-

Caroline had been taking a sip of her drink. When she heard this, she couldn’t help but spray the drink out in surprise. The droplets landed on Sean.

Sean, an innocent who had suffered unjustly, glanced over at Caroline dejectedly.

Caroline quickly pulled out some tissues and gave them to him. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I really didn’t expect –

She glanced at Kirk as she spoke. “Were you really?”

Kirk’s face was pale as he smiled fakely. “Good going, Sean.” 1

Sean raised his hands. “I mean to. Gwen forced me to say it.”

With that, the room became more lively. Soon, the food was served too.

As she ate, Gwen suddenly thought of the gossip she’d heard today. She asked Caroline, “Carol I heard Eddy’s second uncle married

Dawson. Is

other hand, Sean shot a quick glance at Kirk. As his friend, Sean knew

matter too.

Mr. Morrison Senior told me about it himself.”

couldn’t help

have to say, the Morrisons really don’t have much taste. Eddy fell for that two–faced bitch, Layla, and his second uncle is in love with someone with a

questioned quietly served Caroline some

is in the eye of the beholder.

herself off before finishing.

you that guy’s friend?

“I haven’t seen him all this time I’ve been back in the country. Where am I supposed to get insider

believe him. “But you’re good friends. It’s not like you have to make an appointment with his assistant to see him.”

Kirk helplessly. He wanted to cry. This wasn’t a dinner at all. It was more like an interrogation!

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