Sage\'s fingers gradually descended, and instead pinched her heels from which she had been worn out. Sally\'s heart beat faster, and the temperature of her body kept rising. \"Mr. Wilson...\" She twitched; her voice was softer than a mosquito. \"Huh?\" Sage responded, putting her feet on his knees. The horror in Sally\'s heart was even heavier. Doesn\'t he... feel dirty?! \"It’s dirty...\" She curled her toes. Sage heard the words and stared at her feet seriously for a long time—— Maybe it\'s been so many years that she has not seen the sun in silk stockings and leather shoes. Her feet are a bit whiter than her arms. Moreover, after being bored in the shoes for so long, there is not only no smell, but also no sweat at all. \"What is dirty?\" he asked her back. He asked so seriously that he choked Sally. She didn\'t know how to answer his question, so she could only stare at him.
Xian\'s hand hung awkwardly in the air. There was a doubtful look on his face, but a mischievous smile flashed through the bottom of his eyes covered by the lenses. \"Mr. Wilson?\" He retracted his hand, raised his eyebrows, and deliberately reminded, \"If I remember correctly... Manager Sally seems to be the female companion I invited.\" \"If you’re not mistaken...\" Sage squeezed Sally\'s hand. His dark eyes stared at a spot in the driveway not far away-- \"The white Lamborghini driving here seems to be Nina\'s car...\" Before he finished speaking, Xian just \"rubbed\" his back and disappeared. Sally was surprised at the speed at which Xian escaped, and was a little dumbfounded. \"It\'s time to go in.\" Sage gave her a hand. Standing up with his strength, Sally turned his head and curiously looked at the white Lamborghini. The rumbling of the engine sounded from far to near, but within a few seconds, t
Sally had no time to get angry with her, and no time to investigate whether she did it on purpose. At this moment, the only thing she cares about is: this skirt is ruined, how much does she have to pay Vivian? She handed a maid along, asked the location of the bathroom, and went all the way to the second floor. It happened that someone came out of the bathroom, and the moment Sally passed him by, he asked, \"Ms. Sally?\" The voice was a bit familiar, and Sally stopped and glanced back. It was Max! Max looked at her aggrievedly, like a big abandoned dog. \"Ms. Sally, I have been waiting for you to call me.\" Only then did Sally remember this. She smiled embarrassedly, \"I\'m sorry, I have been recuperating at home since that day, and I haven\'t seen Mr. Wilson, so I didn\'t even think about contacting you...\" Max was easily distracted by her, \"Is your injury is healed?\" He glanced at the posit
She sent them a group message: \"Do you have Mia Mendez\'s cell phone number? Can you send it to me?\" Several people replied to her: \"Isn’t Mia Mendez in jail? Why do you want her phone number?\" Sally was stunned. She picked a relatively familiar one and asked, \"When did Mia Mendez go to jail? What did she commit?\" The other party was \"typing\" for a long time, and then a very long message popped up: \"Just not long ago! Don\'t you know? Mia Mendez seems to have depression or bipolar disorder after a miscarriage. She always quarreled with her supervisor every day, and then somehow made a big noise, and actually drove him into a collision with the supervisor! Someone called the police, and Mia Mendez was quickly arrested. The supervisor was seriously injured. Our department colleagues two days ago I saw her once, and I heard that she suffered comma. She’ll be bed ridden for the rest of her life!\" Sally didn\'t expect the truth of the
This is a big mess. Almost all apps on Sally\'s mobile phone have related news feeds. Of course, it is impossible for her not to know it. \"That\'s it, I\'ll send you off.\", Max strode ahead. With her mobile phone still in his hand, Sally had to strenuously follow up in small steps. Going down to the first floor, Max stopped and turned to ask her, \"You go ahead. Do you want to tell Mr. Wilson?\" Sally nodded, \"I do.\" The crowd in the hall dispersed. Three or two gathered together to drink and chat. Sally searched all the time, but did not see Sage. \"Looking for Mr. Wilson?\" Nina stood behind her silently and patted her on the shoulder. Sally was so frightened that her heart was about to jump out, but fortunately, she covered her mouth in time, so she didn\'t make a humiliating scream. \"Yes, did you see him?\" \"Yeah.\" Nina pointed backwards, \"Two minutes before you got downstairs, he went to the
He took off his coat and handed it to her, \"The temperature is low at night and you’re wearing too short.\" Sally did not reject him this time. Her skirt is too thin, and that layer of gauze can\'t hold back anything. Although Max\'s coat can only cover the upper body, it is at least better than nothing. She went straight to the spine surgery department. Fortunately, there are no people in the surgical building at night, otherwise her weird look will definitely attract a lot of people\'s onlookers. In the nurse\'s station, several nurses are doing their own things quietly. Sally walked over and asked, \"Who is the nurse in charge of Josh Garcia?\" A nurse raised her head and stared at her several times, before finally diverting her attention from her dress. \"I am.\" The nurse said, \"Are you Josh Garcia\'s... ex-wife?\" \"Yes.\" Sally nodded and went straight to the subject: \"Where should I p
Sally recognized at a glance that it was Sage\'s car. He drove this car when he drove her to Mid-Levels Villa. But he did not use such a terrifying speed at the time. Maserati stopped in front of the Mercedes-Benz supercar. After a while, the door of the driver\'s seat opened and Sage came out. Sally also got off the car consciously. Sage stopped moving after two steps, staring at her closely. He pressed his lips tightly; his expression was very ugly. Sally was a little dazed by him. She could feel he’s angry, but she didn\'t know what he was angry with. Max was ignorant of the silent undercurrent between the two of them, and rushed to Sage excitedly and stretched out his hand towards him. \"Mr. Wilson, we meet again!\" Sage had to allocate half of his attention to him. \"Yeah.\" Sage responded in a low voice, but didn\'t shake his hand. The smile on Max\'s fa
She has never bought high-priced, but it does not prevent her from understanding the market in this area. It would probably cost her hundreds of thousands. She silently calculated her savings... it should be enough. It\'s just that after the loss, maybe she would just drink porridge and eat steamed buns every day. \"I have already paid for this skirt, so it\'s all mine.\", Sage said. Although she knew that Sage was rich, his large-scale work was beyond Sally\'s expectations. Not for anything else-even if he buys this suit, it\'s useless. He couldn\'t wear it himself, so he wouldn\'t give it to her for nothing. As to whether to give it to others, Sally believes that Sage is not so shabby yet. Of course, regardless of whether he bought the clothes or not, she would have to pay for the money. \"Give me your bank account number, and I will transfer the money to you when the bank opens tomorrow.\" \"