Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

“Public welfare? This kind of thing let the assistant to go not can, the district a just emerged foundation, is not worth letting you personally go to run this trip.” York Charlie, who had just learned about the cooperation for public welfare matters, frowned in dissatisfaction.

Obviously, he felt that Blanche Capra’s trip was tantamount to degrading herself.

“It’s a matter of public welfare, I must go in person to feel at ease. What are you worried about? Worried that I’m going to take the company’s money for charity?” Blanche Capra said jokingly.

The two were having lunch at a haute cuisine sushi restaurant.

York Charlie placed a sweet shrimp on her plate, “You can take the company’s money, but only if you take me with you.”

Blanche Capra’s lips flicked as she rolled the sweet shrimp into her stomach before she glared at him, “We’re in the middle of a meal, can you put that away.”

At that, York Charlie let out a soft chuckle, but went along with the other man’s wishes and didn’t say any more teasing words.

Anyway, there was still a long time to come, and they still had a lifetime of light to help each other walk through.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

On the other end of the spectrum, Moren Howard had also struck a partnership with the Nancy Group abroad, and would fully develop the domestic financial market, using public welfare as bait for all kinds of money to be operated in the dark.

“Happy cooperation.” After saying these four words, he hung up the phone decisively, the corner of his mouth revealing a bizarre arc.

When he came back, he had already hired private detectives to investigate all the movements related to York Charlie in the country.

The roots of the Charlie Group were deep and lush, and could not be shaken by a newcomer in the shopping mall. In order to crush York Charlie in one fell swoop, he had to join hands with other forces to deal with it.

The Nancy Group was undoubtedly his best choice.

The Nancy family and the Charlie family were cousins, so it was a viable option to sway York Charlie through the Nancy family.

The current chairman of the Nancy family, as far as he knew, was just a headstrong, selfish and money-oriented waste, it was easy to manipulate him.

On the phone, they had agreed to work together to bring down York Charlie and replace it with a major player in the domestic market.

The thought of it brought out an intense desire in Moren Howard’s eyes.

Money was nothing to him, it didn’t matter to him at all.

All he cared about was the life of his elder brother, Moore Howard.

As his thoughts wandered, his feet moved with them, and he made a detour from the study to a slightly eerie room.

Inside, there are only black and white colors, and in the middle there is a black and white photo of Moore Howard.

Here, he had organized a memorial hall for his elder brother.

After burning three sticks of incense for him, he prayed silently in his heart, “I will soon be able to avenge your death, bless me.”

“Never let the person who killed you go free.”

Unbeknownst to him, Moore Howard deserved to die for his sins.

At this point in his life, Moren Howard is too consumed by his inner demons to recognize what is right and wrong.

On the other hand, Francesca Jones and Ilya have moved into a very safe and well-equipped apartment.

Life goes on as usual, but Ilya is a bit confused and her insecurity is rising day by day.

From the first day she moved in, Francesca Jones had always treated her with courtesy and had never touched her.

In the name of: save it for when we get married.

What kind of times are these? How could people like them still have this kind of unchanging talk and practice?

She really couldn’t understand it. It was natural that she would be willing to give it to him when she was in love.

However, Francesca Jones was extremely capable of restraining herself, and every time, she only kissed her forehead lightly and that was the end of it.

She could not feel that Francesca Jones was in love with her, and she was determined to try once.

Therefore, she prepared a large table of good wine and good food, and each dish was lightly drugged with some kind of drug to stimulate the other man’s hormones that should be there as a man.

Eating so little of each dish would gather up a tremendous amount of energy, and in time it should naturally come to fruition.

When Francesca Jones returned to the apartment in the evening, the first thing she saw was that Ilya was a different person today than she usually was.

Her face was made up with delicate and seductive makeup, and her body had changed into a pink-colored nightgown, just like a ripe peach, which made people want to take a bite out of it just by looking at it.

Probably only Francesca Jones can not move his heart, he knows why Ilya this move, but he has no way to convince himself to simply want Ilya with no feelings like this.

“What day is it, so richly prepared?” He asked casually and without purpose as he sat at the table.

Ilya masked and gave him a chopstick of fungus, “This is shrimp fried fungus, you taste quite delicious.”

“It’s not much of a day, it’s just a cooking spree and I wanted you to be a guinea pig for a bit.”

At this, Francesca Jones didn’t think deeper, just ate her meal as usual and picked some more everyday topics to talk about.

Ilya let out a huge sigh of relief when he stopped pressing the issue and just catered to the other man.

The two of them, who should be in the period of passionate love, were just like an old married couple who respected each other like a guest, and there was no fluctuation of intense feelings at all.

If this is said to be fine water flow okay, however, this is a blatant appearance of separation ah.

After dinner, Francesca Jones did the dishes and cleared the table as usual. They had agreed that whoever cooked the meal would not have to do the dishes.

Every day there was a seamless division of labor, but precisely because of this unchanged division of labor, problems between the two of them also became apparent.

The two of them, not sweet at all, got along completely unlike a pair of lovers.

It was as if Ilya had been the one accommodating the relationship, rather than the two of them working together to make it better.

After Francesca Jones had finished with the kitchen, she went to her study to take care of the things she had left off that day, and then went back to her room to take a shower and go to bed, as she always did.

They slept in separate rooms.

It was ten o’clock at night, and anyone who wasn’t a night owl should have gone to sleep.

However, tonight, after taking a bath, compared to other days, his body was a bit abnormal, causing a bad feeling to rise in his heart.

It was as if there was a fire burning hot all over his body, the air conditioner had been lowered to 23 degrees, yet it did nothing, his body was abnormally hot and dry.

It was at this time that Ilya, who had taken those same drugs as him, pushed her way in, wearing a pink lace-like strapless nightgown.

One more look at her could give you a nosebleed, let alone Francesca Jones, who was a different person nowadays.

In a daze, Francesca Jones sees the person walking towards him as Blanche Capra.

In a trance, the two of them have made a good thing happen.

Ilya thought she had gotten what she wanted, but Francesca Jones, who was drowning in the depths of lust, said.

“I’ve waited a … long time for this day, Blanche.”

It was a split-second affair, and Ilya froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

But she didn’t give in to pushing the other woman away, for liking this man too much to be able to like him enough to throw away her pride.

But no matter what Francesca Jones did to her next, she looked bored and empty, her heart was extremely sad.

At night, the pillow side of the people fell asleep, but she was the only one who stayed up all night, not knowing the next day in what posture to face the man she fell in love with at first sight.

Originally she thought that he also liked himself, the original fact is not so …

Blanche … The person he liked was actually his cousin’s wife, and he even had that kind of thought about her.

Then should one reveal him or should one make a mistake?