In My Desperate Time

Chapter 129 Select Anything You Like

I lick my lips, tasting the sour taste of yogurt.

Crap. I forget to wipe my mouth.

I feel so embarrassed.

I lower my head and remain silence.

Frances Louis says nothing and asks me to go down stairs for lunch.

I thought he has ordered takeout, but when I go downstairs, the table is empty.

"Where is the food?"

I ask Frances Louis who is sitting on sofa leisurely.

"You want me to cook for you?" The man raises his eyebrows and looks at me defiantly.

Thinking of his wicked cuisine, I shake my head quickly and say firmly, "No."

I am not Whitney. I will not flatter him.

"Let’s go."

Louis says and goes

follow him to the

going home, he

assistants all gather around him. I'm not exaggerating that women who see him are as excited as the flies at the sight

I help you,

could give you some

on them for any moment. He glances briefly

want to

It would be a waste for me to wear

a poor office worker like me." I say, smiling at Frances

frowns and says coldly, "Just pick one. Don't consider anything

to do so, it would be too melodramatic for me to

lips

forties, all the others, including the manager, gather around Frances Louis and

are really frighteningly expensive. A

I'd seen all of them. But when I see a necklace,

from the workmanship to the inlaid jewelry, all of

my heart is

is four million

My heart tightens.

He looks at

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