The Pinnacle Of Life

“Of course, no!” How could Alex possibly admit it? Only an idiot would admit it!

Alex rolled onto Dorothy and his body slightly touched hers. He said, “I saw your mom just now, she was

fighting with your aunt. She should have told you something when she got back, right?” Dorothy knew that he was trying to change the topic. However, she had no intention to pursue the matter further. She replied to him, “She did. She said that she saw

you were hooking up with my cousin in her room.

Oh, since we have already gotten a divorce, I have no right

to control your matters like this… But, a rich heir has been pursuing me, I was thinking if I should accept

him.” Alex exploded in anger when he heard that. “Don’t you dare! ” Dorothy flipped her long leg and chuckled. “Why wouldn’t I? If you can have a woman, why can’t I have a

man too?”

Alex immediately explained what had happened in the morning. It turned out that she did not even listen

carefully. Only then did he realize that she did not believe what Claire had said at all. He sunk onto her and a new round of conquest began. Nobody knew how long it had been, the two of them were satisfied. Dorothy went to take a shower first and

she came out with a bath towel.

She slowly walked toward the window and stared at the cultivated frosty

octagon flower and spiritual grain in the pot of spiritual soil. She asked, “What kind of flower is this? It’s so

it from her. “It’s the frosty octagon

heard of it before? It even bears seeds already…

flowers?

space for the roots, you’ll need a

How about let me plant

Alex was dumbfounded. ‘This is not a normal flower.

and the

expensive.

die easily

but aren’t you always away from home? The flowers will die in

with me… What’s wrong? You won’t even give me a pot

me?”

of course I do. It’s just a pot of flowers! Just take it.” Alex waved his hand generously. The time was getting late, Beatrice gave Dorothy a call at this moment, asking

area of Senna Port.

I’ll take good care of this pot of flowers,

goodbye.

the pot flowers as she walked into the villa area like a night elf.

at the gate who were all intoxicated by her smile had lost

a

always felt that ever since

constantly exuding the charm of a matured woman, every frown

of hers could render a

returned to