Devil President's Night Bride

When Darren was reading a book in his study, Nola knocked on the door and told him that there was something he needed to sign for. He frowned slightly and went downstairs, only to find that it was clothes. Darren said unhappily, "They are not mine." His stuff was always sent by Sophie personally.

When the manager, who came to deliver the clothes, saw Mr. Darren, who could only be seen in video meetings, he was so excited that the palms of his hands were sweating. He quickly said, "Mrs. An ordered these in our shop. She wanted you to sign for it."

Darren looked at the bill, picked up the clothes and left.

"Excuse me." The manager called Darren. Darren stopped and asked, "What's up?"

The manager said, "Mrs. An left you a short note for you." Then he took it out carefully.

What was she up to? Darren opened the note and found it was scrawled, 'Darren, how many clothes of mine did you tear up? Now you can compensate me." He noticed the complicated handwriting on the paper, and he could tell how Amanda felt when she was writing. He clenched the note tightly and said to the manager, "Send the bill to my secretary. She'll sign it later."

The manager nodded as a reply. He was pleased that the shop could be connected. Suddenly, something occurred to Darren as he entered the room. He turned around and said, "If she buys other clothes next time, just sent the bill here, but not the clothes. Ask her to take the clothes with her." She neither want to pay nor to carry, how could it be so easy? Since he bought the clothes, he would tear it up without hesitation.

When Darren went upstairs with the clothes, Nola was mopping the floor. She saw it and asked with a smile, "Why are there so many things?"

"She bought clothes." said Darren.

Nola smiled and said, "It's time for her to buy some clothes."

"Do you also think she looks ugly in her daily clothes?" Darren suddenly opened his mouth. Without waiting for Nola's answer, he mumbled to himself, "She's already ugly. I don't know if she has a better taste now." Then he opened the door of Amanda's room.

room after. The bay window was covered by a light purple curtain. There was a blanket made of wool, several cushions, a tea table with a bunch of flowers on it. It was really nice. These weren't here before, but it seemed

time, the pleasant scent made Amanda's stomach grunt for food. But she had to go upstairs and change her clothes

pile of bags on the table, and muttered, "It turns

she was relieved and fell on the bed immediately and

it out of her bag and sighed at the sight of

said that there was a problem with our accounts and refused to give us bonus. But we made no mistake. Mrs. Amanda, you need to deal with it."

the finance department to talk about the financial problem with me tomorrow." Then Amanda

is the deadline for bonus. You'd better call

private time. I'll talk to you tomorrow

same day every month. Postpone will be a burden for all colleagues." Said

bed, Amanda kicked her legs up and down. Hearing what Nancy said, Amanda laughed and said, "Come on! Don't be kidding. The problem wasn't solved before off work. It must wait till going

off duty now, and the company's business has nothing to do with you.

it's not appropriate to bother others."

before. Mr. Lionel was never like this before. No matter what, this bonus is the reward that everyone worked hard for."

complaint, just bring it out tomorrow. I'd like to know which part went wrong. A report makes so much trouble. We can check it out one

the end of the cell phone in her hand. Her face changed a lot. She put

The people around asked with

fine." She went back to her office