Stuck In His Heart

The woman, who was in high spirits just now, became less angry all of a sudden. After asking her a few questions, she didn't get an answer. Instead, she looked at the woman's head, trying to make her answer.

She raised her head and looked a little melancholy, "what's wrong with me? It's all because those people colluded with each other to disgust me. They thought I want that job very much."

"It can't be, Baron..." It seemed that he must be a person who was particularly protective of her shortcomings. How could he let her suffer so much grievance until now and there was no room for her to diverge?

"You haven't really been with him, of course you don't know how dark that guy is," She lifted her eyebrows with a smile and said in a tone of a person who had experienced it: "Therefore, those little girls who are obsessed with him just take a fancy to that part of his appearance."

Biting her lower lip, Consuela didn't try to defend herself for those who liked Baron. After all, she was also a fan of that guy, and she was just a little more rational.

Now that the woman sitting opposite to her had already told her the truth, she sighed deeply and had a sip of her coffee. Then she looked at Consuela and said with a helpless smile, "I just think that there are some people that you can't fall in love with."

For example, Baron was a man who seemed to be aloof from the rest of the world, but his means were ruthless.

Consuela lowered her head and tucked the hair behind her ears. Such as Richie, who had a gorgeous appearance and a short temper, yet he couldn't calm down.

Maybe it was just because the person was wrong that he couldn't be gentle. If the pregnant person changed to Angie now, Consuela interrupted her thoughts and immediately lowered her head and grabbed a glass of water and took a sip of it.

Then she heard the woman on the other side panicked, "are you insane? How dare you drink coffee?"

It was not until then that Consuela came back to her senses and realized what she had done. She grabbed Debbie's glass and gulped it down. No wonder the bitterness was so strong in her mouth.

"Don't worry. It's just a little." She shook her head with a bright smile, but her posture seemed to be somewhat lazy.

She leaned against the seat as if she had lost her bones.

beckoned the waiter to change the coffee and got a cup of milk which was light.

I can

told her that there was something wrong

seat back, she squinted at the woman who had asked a few questions a

and tried to tell

was an object of public criticism to have Debbie as the personal assistant of Baron,

went to bed late. She was still trying to find a way out, but she still couldn't escape the rule that she

would talk to her and ask her what kind of background she had and why she

face, Debbie replied, "Even I am scared by my own

touch their noses, stare at her and

a man in such a high

was still happy about

known as a showgirl, showed her affection to Baron

a personal assistant to the best actor. I used to apply for the job, but then I was lost and

bright smile on her face,

a few kilograms of headwear on her head, she seemed to be waving and falling in the wind.

whether she was here to provoke her or not. But she

smile on her face, and Debbie was sure that she would not fall behind in this

fate." The fake smile on Debbie's face was

all. It was just a slight smile, which added a bit of hidden displeasure. "If I had to choose one

way she spoke that she was a fan of Baron. Otherwise, she wouldn't be chatting with her in public, ignoring