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Jennet quickly dodged. She went to get a mop, and began to clean up the stains of soybean milk.

Elaine was holding the newspaper which Jennet had been reading. Her hands trembled and her mind rumbled.

Lucas!

What the hell are you doing?

...

Lucas checked into a hotel with this female celebrity called Avery Woods?

They stayed overnight together?

Was this true?

Yesterday ... she saw how jealous Lucas was. How could he ... sleep with another woman last night?

What's wrong with all men in this world? Were they animals that just couldn't control their desires?

Couldn't they think of anything else other than this?

They had mistresses! They had affairs with female celebrities!

'Lucas, how could you do this to Hazel?'

"Are they ... really over?"

Elaine blinked dazedly.

It was already so bad that she and Emmett didn't get along well. Why couldn't things go well between Lucas and Hazel?

Anyway, Hazel could take the police officer as another option. But she had nothing.

Oh, right, she had one too. That was Mark.

Speak of the devil....

"What are you thinking about? You seem so serious."

A pleasant and gentle voice came from above, which startled Elaine and gave her a shiver. Then she looked up.

"You dumb girl. I haven't seen you these days. You are still well-behaved. So adorable."

Franklin was still easy-going. He reached out, trying to rub Elaine's hair, but Mark forestalled him. He touched Elaine's head first and rubbed it protectively and symbolically.

Franklin raised his eyebrows as if he had discovered a new continent. He looked at Mark's hand and then at his eyes.

Mark maintained a graceful smile, but his eyes were filled with determination.

"Oh, is that so? Mark, you actually ... made a move?"

teased awkwardly and then turned

"Well, it's time to make a move. Mark has been

frustrated, "Then what should I

should you do? Just do what you should do. There are so many nice girls. Check those piles of pink writing paper in your drawer. They can literally bury someone. Just choose one

and patted Franklin on the

gave a rueful grin, "But I don't

is ahead of you. He was acquainted with Elaine earlier than you, and his affection for her is deeper

...

and

the

they talking about? It

affection rose in Mark's heart as he saw the confused expression on Elaine's face. He walked towards her, sat

"Ah? Dining with you?"

was her relationship to Mark? How could she dine with

"I don't think so."

They are all my friends. Everyone has a female companion. If I go there

her and made her entire

she nodded,

she stood up like a frightened deer, "Excuse

in panic, ignoring Jennet who was putting

at Elaine's figure from behind with an

"Hey, Mark. It seems that Elaine is afraid of you? You just sat

did Mark stop staring at her back and he cast a glance at the chair where

embarrassedly, "That's not true. Mark, don't believe Franklin's nonsense. Elaine is just shy. Mark,

almost inaudibly, "She agreed ... Fortunately, she agreed

her rejection. If he was rejected by her, he would really

for a whole day. He had a

cups of

...

today? The volcano erupted? It's scary. I don't even dare to go in and deliver tea. What

rubbed her hands, and wandered around the

was naturally an unsympathetic man, had an exceedingly bad temper today. One glimpse of his face was

Mr. Smith is having some trouble with his sexual life, which leads to the disorder of his androgen. That's why

A male secretary muttered.

the woman, and stopped the intercourse

male secretary

Sophia went near them.

hit each of them on the

nonsense! Our Mr. Smith never lacks women? Which woman dares to put

reluctantly read the documents on the desk for a while. But finally he couldn't hold on any longer. He closed the documents and threw

Bang!

the documents into a corner, and got up abruptly. He stood in front of the French window, lifted the hem of his coat and rested his hands on the hips. He sighed as he

... they were

raised his eyebrows when his

the branch offices. No one should dare to call

when he reached for the phone,

are you calling for? Don't you think it's a waste of