Cosset You Forever

Lola's grandmother was not a master of painting. Lola cared about that painting, just because her grandmother meant a lot to her.

Looking at the anxious little woman next to him, Thomas Herren smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. If you want it, I will buy it for you."

"There is no need to compete with Harry. Let him take it. Don't spend too much money on unworthy things." Lola stared at the back of Harry and bit her bottom lip. What a fool he was! Money burns a hole in his pocket?

"Thirty million." Harry raised his paddle again.

This time, Thomas Herren didn't follow him. With the fall of a hammer, the auctioneer said, "Thirty Million, last chance! ...Bidder No. 6, Mr. Si. Congratulations!"

During the following auction, Thomas Herren bid an antique of the early Qing Dynasty for twenty million.

Harry took a landscape oil painting of a famous French artist of the 17th century with the bid of fifty million. His lavishness made everyone speechless.

After the auction, Lola together with Thomas Herren bid a farewell to guests smilingly. Her face had hardly gone numb after keeping smiling when all the others left.

Lola and Thomas walked out of the hotel escorted by several guards behind them. When they approached the parking garage, Lola relaxed her hold, quietly took out her phone, had a quick look at the message and put it back.

Seeing her little trick, Thomas Herren just smiled and said nothing.

In the parking garage.

The black Maybach overbearingly stopped in the way and a man casually laid his suit jacket on his shoulder with his tie loosened. The cigarette ends at his feet showed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Harry blew a smoke ring, looking dispirited yet handsome.

was that his car could move forward only if the Maybach drove away. It seemed that the man was trying

move your car, thank you!" Thomas Herren's chauffeur, with great respect, asked the

that." Harry took the last puff and stubbed out the cigarette. Then he pointed to Lola who was draping Thomas Herren's jacket over her shoulders.

chauffeur embarrassedly looked at the date of the

aren't you in a hurry to go back and accompany Miss Mo?" The woman next to him stiffened when Thomas Herren opened

stupid to expect that this man would wait

Why do you

there is only one to my taste." His words squeezed the last bit of

cigarette ends and stared at Harry. Then she strode forward to him. She grabbed the cigarette from him and threw

do you keep smoking here? Why?" Could the old saying be true: one man may steal a horse while another may not look over a hedge?

give up smoking. But she never dared to come up and talk to him in this way. On the contrary, the hot-tempered Lola would only rush directly toward him to throw his cigarette with no more kind

on the ground. But he was not irritated. He turned to Thomas Herren and asked,

mature and charming, smiled. "It's not like that. Actually, Lola wants to be an actress and it happens that I

with familiar smell fell into her arms. At the same

Thomas Herren immediately came up to separate them. Thomas Herren and Harry each had got a punch from the other one and their faces were both bruised. They stared at each other angrily.

both Harry's jacket and the jacket on

and

fought for a woman. It is extremely ridiculous!

your pardon. Please keep far away from my wife from now

if you

Thomas Herren