Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 83 Filthy Thoughts

Aleena said nothing, but she was inwardly mulling over the woman’s words. Perhaps I’m too well-mannered. I should just employ a more direct method. D*mn you, Robin, for failing to do such a trivial task!

After the fuss at the cocktail party, everyone looked at Olivia and Kate differently. The most blatant evidence was the fact that everyone seemed friendly with them, with increasingly more people handing them business cards and even expressing their hopes of a collaboration if the opportunity arose in future. Actually, everyone was of the same mind—these two ladies are Eugene Nolan’s friends. After all, no one dared to offend his friend.

Kate was ecstatic. Never have I thought that my magazine and I would become renowned in such a way one day.

Meanwhile, no one dared to report the incident at the cocktail party on this night since Eugene had spoken. When they were leaving, Eugene offered to send them back, but Olivia declined. The two women then hailed a taxi home.

Staring the upturned corners of Kate’s mouth that just wouldn’t go down, Olivia couldn’t resist saying, “Alright, just laugh if you want to do so.”

Kate laughed unceremoniously. “Ha ha… Don’t you think it was a blessing in disguise that I got slapped? Many celebrities expressed their interest in collaborating with me today, so I think I don’t need to worry for the next six months.”

into giggles. “Your success in taking advantage of Eugene’s influence

I should be thanking most. If it weren’t for you, Eugene Nolan wouldn’t have known me from a stranger on the street, much less be friends with me. D*mn it, I’m Eugene Nolan’s friend! I’ve decided to advertise your designs for free without

shot her a glare. “You may want to do so, but I may

Kate asked, “Can’t you

should I? Considering our relationship now, talking about money will only ruin our friendship!” Kate

endlessly by Alex and Hayden since

the room hollered, “He’s here, he’s here!” Eugene was then forced onto the sofa. Knowing that he disliked women,

here, he called out to a female guest relations officer (GRO), “Serenity, hurry up and pour Mr. Nolan

a glass of wine before placing it on the table in front of him. “Here you go, Mr. Nolan.” Then, she returned

lighter. Then, he leisurely took a puff, upon which a cloud of smoke enveloped his devastatingly handsome face. “Hurry up and cut

But didn’t you save the damsel in