In My Desperate Time

Chapter 12 Impressive



“Who you are looking for?”

A fifty-year-old woman looks at me and asks in confusion.

She seems like a servant of Frances Louis.

“Hello I want to meet Mr. Frances Louis.” I smile and say politely.

“Our sir doesn't meet people casually, still less a woman.” The servant doesn't answer me and talk to herself.

A deep and lazy voice comes from upstairs.

“Let her up.”

The maid looks at me like something big happens. She takes me upstairs.

When we arrive at the door, she knocks and then goes away.

The man stands beside the window, holding a glass of wine in his left hand gracefully. He sits beside the window lazily, staring outside.

what

“Mr. Louis.”

call him gently and

around, a light smile hiding on

I am not an anthomaniac. But his

“Yes” He answers lazily.

tell. Because I am not sure whether

stands up and puts the wine on the

shines through the wine

I have to bear half of the debt because we divorced. I come here and want to talk about the debt.

I feel so embarrassed. But he seems so indifferent, also

smiles and gives me a meaning glance,

face flushes

those colorful and slutty

say, “I just want to ask that if I could pay by installments, because I really

After all, a man like him has a thousand reasons not

a while. Then

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