The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

The innocent girl, at the mercy of others, spoke provocatively, and Boris was so frustrated that the car was going too slow he couldn’t take her down right away.

He played with her fingers absent-mindedly, and spoke to her slowly, “Since you want to stay with me, then you are not allowed to visit Edison in the hospital anymore. As you said just now, going to see him today is the best of humanity. Do you agree? Little fickle one.”

Ziana was outraged by the insult and, in a fit of rage, gave him a pinch on the waist.

Boris’ waist was the most sensitive, and when she made such a fuss, his breath instantly became heavy.

Ziana sensed something was wrong, and froze up, not daring to move.

Boris snorted softly, “Are you still messing around? If you dare to see Edison again, I’ll call you fickle one every day.”

“I promise you I won’t go to see him anymore.” Ziana raised her hand to promise.

Boris snorted arrogantly, “It’s not too bad.”

“Alright, Mr. Lewis, is class finally finished?” Ziana tilted her head playfully and winked at him. “If it’s over now, would you like to give me a kiss?”

“Don’t try to seduce me with beauty, it’s not over yet.” Boris poked her chin, “Be serious.”

“Okay, what else do you want to say?”

Boris raised his eyebrows, “For you, I can recite male virtues back and forth, and you have to abide by female virtues. Did you hear that?”

Ziana smiled, and obediently agreed, “I heard it very clearly. I will study it tomorrow.”

in my room later.” Boris said in a serious manner,

studying in

kissed her, “My room will get you

Ziana, Boris decided not to stay in

and after escorting Ziana into the room, before she say anything, he quickly shut the door behind her. could

breathe, she grabbed his collar tightly and asked pantingly, “Didn’t you say that

on the bed, “Making

the two of them finished, it was already late

and Boris leaned against the bed, tackling the backlog

the phone rang.

picked it up, the first thing he said was, “Keep down, madam is

speechless, realizing that the two had made up.

“What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Lewis, we’ve found a clue about the maid who drugged Winifred, and it’s related to Edison.”

bring the

her to see you at ten o’clock tomorrow morning.” Nell’s ability to handle

was satisfied with

the next day.

terribly disturbed, and when she opened her eyes, it was

lounged on the bed, swiveled her head, and spotted Boris, then languidly melted into his

wrapped around her body, “Please, let me go. I’ve

How could Ziana understand his nasty words,

met her innocent and pure gaze, smiled and shook his head, “I’m going out later, you have