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Lottie nodded vigorously, but his footsteps were already
floating, and he instantly felt light–headed.
Her body swayed and she had to hold onto the car door to
steady herself.
Alan could not help but laugh. “Hurry up and go upstairs.”
“You’re a guest. You go first.”
Lottie was very obsessed with his hospitality.Alan had no
choice but to get into the car first.
There was a security guard on duty at the side. Nothing could
happen.
Lottie watched as the ride–hailing car merged into the traffic.
Only then did he turn around in satisfaction and kick his heels.
as he prepared to go home.
She really wanted to sleep.
She just wanted to go home, take a shower, and fall into bed to
sleep.
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wished.
Before she could take two steps, the car behind her suddenly
honked, scaring her. She turned around and saw Lewis’s cold
face in the back window.
The man’s eyebrows were high, and his eye sockets were deep
and cold, giving off an innate sense of distance.
Lottie’s drunkenness dissipated. “Mr. Pollard, what’s the
matter?”
She was wearing a dark red scarf, but it was a little loose,
revealing a porcelain–white neck. The street lamp happened to
shine over her head, and the light made her already clean face.
look even more delicate.
Usually, her black hair was casually tied up at work. Now that it
was casually spread on her shoulders, it was like wet satin. It
was extremely textured.She looked obedient and docile from
the inside out.
However, as long as she spoke to him, there was a sense of
dissatisfaction that anyone could hear.
Lewis calmly retracted his gaze. “I want to understand the
progress of the project with Ms. Cummings.”
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Ever since Lottie started working, he had been in the medical center. He did not have the bad habit of having to work
overtime in the middle of the night.
If it was to treat illnesses and save people, she had nothing to say.However, what Lewis said was not something she had to do
now.
“The project’s progress will be recorded by the project assistant every week and sent to your email from Britt.”
“But I want to hear what’s going on today”
Lewis raised his eyebrows. “Or does Ms. Cummings not want to
work anymore?”
Evil capitalists.
Lottie took a deep breath and tried his best to organize his words in his brain that had been attacked by alcohol, but his mouth was a little stiff from the cold wind. “Today, Fredrick and I will carry out the plan proposed last week…” “Let’s talk in the car.”
The man looked at her with his dark eyes and said matter–of-
factly. “The car window is open. I’m cold.”
Lottie accepted his fate again.
She got into the car and reported to him as clearly as possible.
In order to appear reliable and irreplaceable, she reported
everything in detail.A layman would not understand the
process of research and development.
However, Lewis listened patiently. Then, he slowly asked
something irrelevant, “You still let a man go to your house in the
middle of the night. Aren’t you afraid that Nigel will find out?”
Public matters were public matters, and private matters were
private.
Lottie was a little drunk, but he reacted quickly and looked
straight at Lewis. “What does it have to do with you?”
He just had to take care of Suzanne.
Suzanne wouldn’t let a man go to her house in the middle of the
night. Wouldn’t that be good?Who cared what she did?
Lewis raised his eyebrows slightly and said matter–of–factly, “If
word gets out, I raised you myself. I have to control your words
and actions a little, lest Mathis family comes to me for an
explanation.””
The corners of Lottie’s lips curled up into a sarcastic smile. “Did
you only raise her until she was 16? Lewis, you’re still two years
short of me.”
The legal child support age was all up to the age of 18.
Lewis suddenly leaned over and grabbed her wrist. He inched
closer and closer. He could vaguely smell the faint scent of
jasmine on her body mixed with the smell of alcohol. His dark
eyes were hidden in the heavy shadows.
His fingers rubbed against the fair skin on the inside of her
wrist. He ignored the fact that the girl had already retreated and
pressed her back against the car door.“Eldest Miss, you mean
you want me to compensate you for two years?”
Eldest Miss.
When she was young, Lewis often called her that.
Lottie had only been tortured in the orphanage and Erma’s
courtyard for a year or two. It had not completely worn off the
temperament of being pampered by his family since he was
young.
