Stuck In His Heart

The more she read, the more complaints she made.

"A donation can make him a good person? It's really... One hundred million. It's no big deal to have money. " She looked at the price tag and suddenly choked as she was complaining.

In her eyes, Richie had become the spokesperson of niggards. Suddenly, she saw him generosity like a hero. Obviously she didn't believe it, but considered it as a conspiracy.

Consuela was taken aback by his behavior. She couldn't believe that he would be so generous to donate such a large amount of money. If he really did so, then she would have forgiven him for what she had been forced to do.

But he didn't. Instead, he took revenge with all his strength.

He was even more miserly than a woman.

As she pondered over it, she kept scrolling through it. She didn't stop until she saw the P picture posted by the netizens named "Xiaoxi 666".

The phone in her hand suddenly dropped to the ground. The domestic machine was not easy to break, so the screen was still bright. That man's face in the screen faced towards her.

In the photo, Richie was wearing a formal handmade suit, looking like a business elite. His eyes narrowed, as if they were looking at each other.

She felt so terrified that she couldn't help but step back. She moved the quilt and fell down on the bed.

Right then, Consuela's phone rang, reminding her of the new message. Staring at the ceiling with widened eyes, Consuela's mind was in a turmoil.

Who would send her a message now?

She picked up the mobile phone from the floor, unlocked the simple screen lock, and directly saw the small message window. It was from the powerful "devil", Richie.

With a lingering fear, Consuela clicked on the message. It was simple and concise as if she had just thought of it and typed it out impatiently.

'Just stay in the villa. You don't need to do anything. If you need anything, just call Nancy and Emily.'

finger. She thought that he was trying

gone too far, he was endowed with the ability to do

she felt. She knew that the age gap between

the contrary, she was not only powerless, but also just had a pursuer who sent several

she loved all the time was.... Forget

and went downstairs to the kitchen. She found a bottle of yogurt with red dates. It seemed that the fridge was filled with the yogurt

in the garden?" Emily came back and saw her standing in front of the

did feel bored.

head and said, "No, thanks. I'll go

of books of women's pregnancy and health care brought to her by that bastard Richie last time. They were all limited editions of golden.

and forth in the villa, and she thought it was meaningless to walk in this area where surveillance cameras could be

monitored, as if living in a transparent

you are tired, can I call a

obedient girl, Emily always

Consuela repeatedly thanked her and then turned her

was too embarrassed to enjoy this kind of treatment. Besides, it could give Richie the sight of

hard and went upstairs. Her back was filled with deep resentment. Her accumulated dissatisfaction broke

with Richie, she always lost her self-control. Just like what she had seen in the TV drama, she broke out the great power of

the balcony, and the cactus she asked for was strange

frowned and flipped over on the deck chair. The book finally fell

opened her eyes. The sun was setting at the end of the mountain, accompanied by the last

her chaotic head. It was getting late and

she was not suppressed by the work, she still felt a little uncomfortable, this

book and walked into her bedroom. The

it was time to cook

to cook noodles, but she made the kitchen feel like a scene, which had almost become a thorn in