Lovin’ in the Moonlight

“Just a little matter, want to talk to you, what? Boss Su so high and cold?”

Evans Winters couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “If it’s a small matter why do you have to make things difficult for my employees?”

The female employees behind him were flattered and had a big surprise in their eyes: “President …”

“You all go down first, I have something to talk to this honorable Miss Capra.” Evans Winters expressionless glance in front of the thoughtful Erma Capra, mood without fluctuation, behind several senior leaders got the order had to leave.

After the surrounding area had quieted down, Evans Winters politely spread his hand: “Miss Capra, this way please.”

Erma Capra smiled, turned her head and spoke proudly: “Tell my bodyguards to wait outside the door, I believe that this Boss Su ruler will not do anything to me.”

“Yes, Miss!”

One is the company’s executive president, the other is the group’s thousandaire, both of them are too well-known, plus there are often ponies around here, in order to avoid trouble, this is the only way to come.

The two had no words all the way, Erma Capra followed behind him with some confused thoughts in her mind.

This Evans Winters does not seem to be a good master of deception, in the end how to get him to agree to himself? What a pain in the ass.

After Evans Winters opened the door, he opened the door directly and spoke in a cold tone: “Miss Capra, you know that I, Su, have never liked to beat around the bush, so if you have anything to say, just ask.”

Erma Capra sat on the sofa, eyes raised a confident smile: “I do not like to hear this, what do you mean … inflection, Boss Su young young and talented is really admirable, but just not too bright eyes.”

“What do you mean by that?” Evans Winters looked at her, indifferent tone.

“I mean, Boss Su, since you like Fairen Evert, and I … like Maxton, why don’t we join forces to break them up? At which point, all is well that ends well, isn’t it?” Erma Capra talked about her plan with confidence in her eyes and eyebrows, as long as they join forces, not to mention one Fairen Evert, even ten Fairen Evert, will not be able to steal her man!

At that, Evans Winters raised a slightly mocking smile: “I still can’t do things like this stabbing people in the back, Miss Capra, or please go back.”

Erma Capra’s fingers tightened around the side of her Chanel bag, suppressing the emotions rolling around in her heart, damn it! Who does not speak to her Erma Capra respectfully? This Evans Winters, however, is only the president of a medium-sized company, compared to her father’s company is simply a small thing.

How can he speak to her in such a tone?

“I’m giving you one last chance, will you do this deal or not?”

“Miss Capra, please return.” Evans Winters smile remained unchanged, his voice tone undulating, even with a hint of disdain.

“The two of them are just tied together for the sake of the baby, do you really think they both really like each other? Evans Winters I’m telling you, if you really like her, then you join forces with me, and when the time comes, you can give her happiness on your own, it’s better for both of us!”

Good for both of us? I’m afraid it’s only good for you, right? Evans Winters could not do that. However, when he heard the words “just for the sake of the child tied together”, his mood changed slightly.

Really, just for the sake of the child tied together?

This time, when Erma Capra asked him for the second time if he was willing to agree to himself, Evans Winters was silent.

Half a sound, he parted his eyes and said coldly: “Please also ask Miss Erma Capra to go back.”

What an elm head!

Erma Capra mad with anger, grabbed her bag and left with a big stride, the door was heavily thrown to the side.

The man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in contemplation, his expression did not move at all, but, in the corner where no one could see, the white fingers trembled slightly.

As night fell, Fairen Evert’s eyelids were already fighting with exhaustion after serving Maxton West.

After washing up, she lay down on her bed and was about to fall asleep when her cell phone rang abruptly next to her.

Fairen Evert jumped up like a rabbit, hung up the phone without even looking at it, and then gently looked at Maxton West, who was sleeping.

The man’s eyelashes were long and curly, and his quiet sleep was so beautiful that it was not offensive at all.

When she saw the phone call, Fairen Evert was in a bad mood: “Brother Ziyou.”

She never expected that it was actually this brother who called, since that incident last time, Fairen Evert had already broken off contact with this so-called brother in her heart by default, who knew that he actually called himself?

The man with the golden mountain in his family?”

The tone of voice was calm, as if asking a very common question.

Fairen Evert’s heart is very unpleasant, no wonder he came to find himself, so because of this.

“Do you have something to do? If not, I’ll hang up.”

“That’s awesome, really, after having a backer to talk to, you have a lot of strength.”

Fairen Evert was silent, the trees were shadowy, the moon was hidden behind dark clouds, not letting in light, and just as she was fuming, a rustling sound came from the bedroom behind her, it seemed to be Maxton West turning over.

Her heartbeat was rapidly accelerating, it was over, Maxton West would find out she wasn’t there and teach her a lesson later.

Sleeping with him was part of the job.

“That’s it.” After thinking about it, she hung up the phone straight away cleanly, this ruthless, brother who had driven them both out of the house in the face of profit, don’t want it either.

When she returned to her room, Maxton West had indeed woken up and saw her sneaking in like a thief with a hint of red blood in her eyes: “Can I still eat you?”

Fairen Evert’s scalp tingled as she met his cold, angry eyes.

Just when she thought she was done for, Maxton West said, “Get your ass over here!”

“Oh, oh, I’m coming.”

…

When she woke up the next day, Maxton West was long gone.

Fairen Evert could not help but scratch his head in chagrin, what a thing to do with himself! An underling sleeping more than his master, what a …Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

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