Chapter14:Otherwise, John Sutton wouldn't have secretly hidden me in his house.Yes, it was hiding.Moreover, anyone with a bit of emotional intelligence should know that at this moment, they should first have a chat with themselves, soften their own hearts, and then strike heavily while the other person is off guard, leaving them defenseless—how could someone lacking emotional intelligence ever be a good advocate?Thinking this way, herealized it had been two years since helast saw John Sutton. hehad been busy traveling during these two years and hadn't really had a good look at him. heintended to turn around and ask about the situation with the rabbit, and incidentally take a good look at his current appearance.Before hecould turn around, heheard the sound of John Sutton scratching his head on the other side, "Hey, Jane Hilton, Donaldwas hospitalized not long ago, leg surgery, but it
Chapter15:He couldn't go back to the hotel—was he supposed to watch others compete helplessly?He couldn't stay here to take care of John Sutton—where would his girlfriend be left then?He certainly didn't want to rush back to report to Winston Barrymore—although Winston Barrymore might not be short of companions now, at least he had clearly stated before he left that he would report to me immediately upon his return in two months. This clearly indicated that Winston Barrymore didn't want to dismiss him just yet.Jane Hilton sighed and ran a hand through her hair. It would have been better if Winston Barrymore had let him go earlier. Then he could have used the free time to find another job to make some money—bringing him one step closer to his ambitious plans. Oh, yeah!So, Jane Hilton borrowed some money from John Sutton and secretly slipped back to K City, sneaking into Oliver Thomas's house late at night without even daring to return home.After exchanging greetings with the secu
Chapter16:"Consider me being chased by debt collectors," Jane Hilton said lazily, too disinterested to elaborate. In hismind, he calculated how much hecould still buy with the money hehad on hand. hecouldn'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