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"Consider me being chased by debt collectors," Jane Hilton said lazily, too disinterested to elaborate. In his mind, he calculated how much he could still buy with the money he had on hand. he couldn't return home temporarily since Winston Barrymore had the keys; although the likelihood of him entering his own house was minimal, Jane Hilton wasn't willing to take that risk.
In case Winston Barrymore catches himself sneaking home and taking the toothbrush cup cleanser ... this behavior of not reporting to him when he clearly came back will definitely make him bear a grudge! It's gonna end badly ...
"Oliver Thomas, you still haven't paid for the tutoring this month!"
"Are you really being chased by debt collectors? How much do you owe? Is your life in danger? Shall I clear it for you?" Oliver Thomas walked back to the living room, rummaging through the pockets of his trou
chapter1: When the telephone was ringing at the corner of the table, Jane Hilton was sitting on the other side of the table drinking milk holding a half-drawn design. He lay down directly on the table and glanced at the caller ID. Jane Hilton's brows furrowed, then stretched as before. He calmly put down the milk box in his hand, calmly spread the drawing paper on the table again, and continued to calmly put down the phone. Toward the sofa in the living room. Pick up the pen and draft calmly. Swish twice, then stop. Jane Hilton sighed, walked to the sofa and answered the phone. "Go to the sea view villa this weekend. Vincent will be waiting for you at your door on Friday night." A deep and pleasant male voice. "Boss Winston, we have a meeting this Sunday afternoon~ Look..." "Damn it! Is it the one James Cukor is leading?" Jane Hilton sighed lightly, and before he could explain, he heard the Winston Barrymore say again, "You have to figure it out. If you can't come, I will dir
chapter2:Winston Barrymore's sea view villa is divided into two spaces. On the right is the place whise nannies and servants live, and on the left is Winston Barrymore's own space. The left and right sides are separated by a door in the wall, which can only be used by people on the left to go to the right. If people on the right want to enter the left, they have to go out of the door and return to the glass room for testing,thisefore, when Ling saw Uncle Winston with a face full of creditors' expressions and a wet coat and trousers, and a little water dripping from his hair, he knew that Jane Hilton must have beaten the boss again.The house is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows. The right side is completely transparent, and you can see clearly inside and outside, but the left side is unidirectional. That is to say, Winston Barrymore can see everything outside through the glass-security guards who patrol the past from time to time, maids who laugh in the garden from time to time
chapter3:Winston Barrymore once investigated Jane Hilton's background when he decided to have him. But Jane Hilton, as simple and blank as his name.Except for a man named John Sutton, it seems that no one else has appeared in his life. Winston Barrymore even used some of his former underworld forces to explore, and the same result-the information is perfect as fiction.Orphans.Orphanage, primary school know John Sutton, junior high school and high school are not in the same school, but they have been in contact during the period. They are both in L city.It is also a place with a sea.Although high school is not in the same school as John Sutton, Jane Hilton lives in John Sutton's home. Jane Hilton never went back to high school after he got his diploma after his sophomore year exam, and then he shuttled through cities with his sketchpad and notebook to find a job as a designer.If Jane Hilton met John Sutton as his friend in elementary school, no one in junior high school or senio
chapter4Judging from his sketchpad on his back and his appearance age, he probably went to the design department-but Winston Barrymore looked at his watch, obviously it was a little late, and he was able to tidy up his appearance so calmly and walked in at a leisurely pace.Yeah.In the face of all the people in the company wearing suits and putting on airs, his suit is particularly out of place, but it just gives people a feeling of elegance, as if his baseball shirt and suspenders are the most perfect and decent suits in the world.Then he saw the boy smiling all the way, heard the reply and went out smiling all the way, without frowning.Winston Barrymore smiled——how too-a little young man!Unexpectedly, Winston Barrymore met this little guy again two days later.At that time, Winston Barrymore was going to a middle-class hotel to meet his lover,of course, the location was chosen by the lover.Although it was not a high-end luxury hotel that he used to live in, it was enough to be
Chapter5Winston Barrymore was stunned by the question, but he nodded his head. He is not only twenty-nine, but also thirty-seven, although he is often recognized as twenty-seven. "Well, then, old man, I know you're upset when I look at you. Goodbye!" As he spoke, the door slammed shut. Winston Barrymore was rejected for the first time. After all, there were too many women and men who wanted to climb into his bed. He is good-looking, handsome and rich, and he never treats his lovers badly."Little girl,how doyou think about it … I'm not blaming uncle."Sure enough, before the words were finished, the door was opened again. Jane Hilton stood in front of Winston Barrymore, who was more than a head taller than him, and replied gently: "Old man, are you blind?""Now that you and I are both men, what are you afraid of me coming into the room? Want to do something bad to you? Or force you to go to the club to receive guest
Chapter6Of course, there has been a sense of being shocked by the messy scene when entering the room, and Winston Barrymore obviously calmed down when he entered the bathroom.Winston Barrymore almost unconsciously hooked up the garbage basket with his feet when he saw that the hoodie saw his clothes being thrown off by the sink in disorder.At the bottom of the clean bucket, there are four small bags of shower gel and three bags of shampoo that have been opened and sealed.As expected-he won't use the bath and shampoo prepared by the hotel.Then Winston Barrymore looked at the countertop of the eye pool. A plastic cup was covered in the washing cup prepared by the white porcelain hotel, and a toothbrush with Winnie the Pooh pattern was put in it.Winston Barrymore smiled, took out his mobile phone and sent a short message to his subordinates, then sat back on the sofa with peace of mind and watched the teenager's sleeping position with appreciation.When Jane Hilton woke up, it was
Chapter7When John Sutton was in the darkest hour, it was Jane Hilton who silently helped him support everything, and now he is poor and has the help of John Sutton, nothing more, nothing more.It can't be said, John Sutton, how much you give me, I have to go out to study or something.Jane Hilton thought about it, and suddenly he began to feel aggrieved.His family's support ... never got a point, including now, John Sutton helped him, and he has been living like an orphan.Ok,all right. Jane Hilton sneered in his heart, and he couldn't pull that face back.He is the scum of the family, he is. Similarly, he is a madman, a madman that only John Sutton can understand."John Sutton, do you know what is beyond redemption?""Like you?""Yes, like me." Jane Hilton still remembers this conversation clearly.In fact, every conversation between him and John Sutton is very strange to others, because no one can understand what they are communicating-they communicate very little according like
Chapter8Winston Barrymore remained silent. Suddenly, he stood up, wrapped his arms around Jane Hilton's waist, and lifted him up, pressing his back onto the bed. Jane Hilton obediently opened his long legs, wrapping them around Winston Barrymore's waist, while responding to his kisses.Winston Barrymore's kisses were always prolonged. His agile tongue moved like a snake between Jane Hilton's lips and teeth. Occasionally, their entangled tongues would be freed by Winston Barrymore before Jane Hilton could bite, conquering every inch of his mouth thoroughly.His left hand lingered at the red tassel on Jane Hilton's chest for a long time, lightly pinching and teasing. Muffled moans escaped from his mouth intermittently.Moving down the flat stomach to the round and perky buttocks, Winston Barrymore applied some force. He lifted one of Jane Hilton's legs, which was originally wrapped around his waist, folded it to his chest, and then placed it back over his shoulder. Taking the lubricant