"Okay!"
George Smith replied in a low voice, holding the phone in one hand and touching his thigh with the other, clinging to it.
Emily Aitken was only angry for a while, no one thought he would answer this.
Suddenly, her face was red and her ears were red, but she was the one who made a fuss to this point, and she couldn't get up and down for a while.
I had to spit softly: "Rogue!"
The words were flipped and lingered, with a trace of anger and anger, just like a little woman's tone of being coquettish.
George Smith looked at her with dark and deep eyes, and the palms covering her legs were even hotter.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere heated up.
"Mr. Smith!" Ms. Crawford's indifferent voice came from the phone.
Emily Aitken came back to his senses and hurriedly got off his body, but he suddenly sat up, stretched his hand around her waist, and lightly topped it through the bath towel.
what!
Emily Aitken couldn't help exclaiming, and the voice on the phone suddenly choked.
George Smith was still expressionless on his face, as if nothing had happened, and said in a light tone: "Let me send someone a set of clothes and come to room 2334."
"Yes!" Ms. Crawford replied.
After hanging up the phone, George Smith reached out and hugged Emily Aitken, buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath.
It's her taste!
He was inexplicably at ease.
a long time.
Knocking! Knocking!
There was a knock on the door, George Smith asked Emily Aitken to wrap the quilt, and he walked to the door wrapped in a bath towel, and when he came in again, it was a takeaway and two sets of clothes.
　　 "Get hungry! Eat something and change clothes to go to work. I will fly to new Zealand later and come back tomorrow." George Smith put the things on the table aside, pulled off the towel on his body, and started to change clothes, looking as usual. Talking about his schedule.
Although the two had only had a relationship not long ago, she still couldn't turn a blind eye to this situation, so she immediately got out of bed and ran into the bathroom to freshen up.
Looking at her reddish ears, George Smith curled his lips and smiled.
When Emily Aitken came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, George Smith was already neatly dressed and sat aside and started drinking porridge.
After the two of them had eaten and dressed neatly, they left the room and walked towards the elevator together.
Ding!
The elevator doors opened at the sound.
Click!
Countless flashing lights appeared in front of her eyes, Emily Aitken frowned, closed her eyes subconsciously, but felt that she was being held in her arms.
Looking up, George Smith, with a cold face and frowning, with thin lips tightly pressed, embraced her and walked out of the elevator step by step in front of the reporter outside for her.
"Mr. Smith! Who is this lady in your arms? Is it your former fiancée Charlotte Anderson? Are you ready to get back together? When did you continue to be together and when do you plan to hold the wedding?"
...
A machine gun-like question came head-on. Because Emily Aitken was guarded by George Smith, others couldn't see her. They only thought it was his ex-fiancée Charlotte Anderson.
Hearing the sound, Emily Aitken felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart, and subconsciously raised her hand and gently tugged George Smith's sleeve.
Feeling the change in the emotions of the person in his arms, George Smith frowned, and simply stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders, revealing Emily Aitken.
what! ?
There were bursts of exclamation around.
The reporters who stood by looked at each other, which was different from what they had received!
"What?! You seem to be surprised at the fact that this person in front of you is not my ex-fiancée Charlotte Anderson!" George Smith glanced at the expressions on their faces, raised his brows, and said deeply.
"No, no!" Everyone denied, and sneered.
"Then, do you have any questions? If there are no questions, please let me please." George Smith said with a faint smile.
Everyone smiled at each other, and parted in a sorrowful way.
George Smith took Emily Aitken and left.
The scene was a bit awkward for a while, but soon they raised the flash and took pictures of the two of them.
After all, it is the president of CNB company , who has rarely had a scandal, and now he is the fifth best of the diamond kings. It is impossible to guarantee that it will not be a sign of engagement.
They are unwilling to let go of a trace of gossip.
But Charlotte Anderson, who made this scene, did not expect that she tried so hard to make a wedding dress for Emily Aitken.
Inside theAnderson family mansion.
boom!
Charlotte Anderson became angry and pushed everything in the room to the ground.
She left in a hurry last night and forgot to call the reporter.
Should have stood with George Smith, it should be hers who was interviewed!
But no matter what, that person is actually Emily Aitken.
It's her again!
"Emily Aitken! It's not over!" Charlotte Anderson gritted his teeth and gritted his eyes.
She left theAnderson family and took a taxi to the Aitken family mansion.
Bang bang bang!
The violent bang on the door shocked Katie Bruce who was sitting in the living room, raised his hand to touch the baby in his stomach, and directed the nanny to open the door.
"Hello, who are you looking for?" The nanny just opened the door, but the voice did not fall.
Charlotte Anderson slammed the door open, screaming, "Where is Lucy Cameron?! Lucy Cameron, come out for me!"
Stepping on her high heels, she rushed into the Aitken 's house, shocked Katie Bruce, and looked at her in horror: "Who are you? What are you looking for Lucy?!"
"Stinky lady, take your belly and roll away, and let Lucy Cameron get out of me!" Charlotte Anderson looked at her coldly and shouted upstairs.
"Charlotte Anderson, what? I didn't calculate George Smith, so I came to my house to make trouble?!" Lucy Cameron walked slowly down the stairs, sarcastically.
"What do you mean! Didn't we say good cooperation?! Why did George Smith appear in Emily Aitken's room!" Charlotte Anderson was almost crazy and asked aloud.
She smiled contemptuously and looked at Charlotte Anderson contemptuously: "People are fate, what can you do!? Don't think I don't know what your calculations are, saying that you retaliated against Emily Aitken, George Smith gave me, and in the end you weren't If you want me to make your wedding gown, I'm so stupid!"
"You!" Charlotte Anderson's eyes flickered. She didn't expect Lucy Cameron to see through her calculations.
She came to work with Lucy Cameron before, just to get someone to help her fascinate Emily Aitken, and then send it to the hotel room, and then let Freddie Watson sneak into the room.
On the surface, she said she was giving George Smith a hand, but in fact she waited secretly, and made a move at the right time to take George Smith away.
When the time comes, George Smith will cook mature rice with raw rice, and the reporter who is guarding the elevator will also be at the door deliberately.
Unexpectedly, one step is wrong, every step is wrong!
"Charlotte Anderson! You have been abandoned by George Smith! Don't sell it here anymore. You really treat others as a fool. What are your plans, I don't know?! Give up on you! Worn shoes that have been worn out by others !"
Lucy Cameron sneered and sarcastically said.
The word broken shoes stimulated Charlotte Anderson's nerves. With red eyes, she rushed directly to Lucy Cameron, reaching out and yanking her hair: "Who do you think is a broken shoe! Who is a broken shoe! Bitch!"
"Ah!" Lucy Cameron's painful scream, resounding throughout the house, immediately counterattacked.
The two dragged their hair and clothes, and the scene was really ugly.
Katie Bruce stared blankly at the scene before her. Seeing the two fighting each other, she beckoned the nanny on the side to persuade her to fight, but seeing the posture of the two, she didn't dare to step forward.
In a hurry, Katie Bruce stood up and persuaded, "Don't make a noise, if you have anything to say!"
"what!"
Fists have no eyes.
I don't know who moved the hand, I only heard Katie Bruce's scream.
Lucy Cameron finally stopped and looked at Katie Bruce lying on the ground dumbfounded, at a loss.