Billionaire's One Night Stand

After Chloe finished speaking in one breath, she trembled with fear and gulped down her elite energy.

If she were to let Young Master know that she was lying, he would really beat her to death.

Chloe lowered her head. "Really?"

The two maids nodded crazily and said, "Yes, that's what Big Young Master said at that time."

Chloe tightened her fingers.

"Young Madam, in fact, Big Young Master just wanted to settle those things early, so he could go back with Young Madam." The elite said, "Young Madam, please forgive Big Young Master, right?"

Chloe blinked her sore eyes and looked at the time. "It's getting late, I'll go first."

Downstairs.

After dinner, Aman leaned on the sofa in the living room and closed his eyes to rest.

His face, which was leaning back, was slightly upturned. He had a cold and handsome face with a high nose bridge and the corners of his eyes upturned. His lips were thin and beautiful. He was the most handsome one.

Bucky poured a glass of wine for him and said, "Young Master, your wine." "That's right."

Aman took it and did not open his eyes. On the TV, there was a financial channel.

The broadcast was playing the publicity announcement for the large-scale game of the Emperor, as well as the world's global intelligence holographic mobile phone. The experts were predicting the future trend of the Emperor...

Hearing the financial experts' prophecies on TV, Aman sneered, "If they can predict the future of the Caribbean of Emperor's Group, what do those technical elites who keep reporting and inventing need to do?"

"Yes, Young Master can be the only one who can determine the future of the Emperor," Bucky said. "It's not something that they can predict."

He slowly opened his eyes and took a sip of wine.

He seemed to think of something.

"By the way, Chloe said that she would go out at night. Did she leave?" he asked. "Young Madam went up to change her clothes just now. She should be coming soon." "Ask the bodyguards to follow her."

"Rest assured, Young Master."

Aman's brow creased slightly, and he continued to drink wine.

In the middle of the night, when it came to the spa, women just liked to join in the fun.

Thinking of this, Aman continued, "Invite the room designer to come over and take a look. Set up an Everlasting Building under the Ninth Dragon Villa Hand-in-law."

Bucky bowed and said, "Okay, I'll do it tomorrow."

After Bucky agreed, another drop of sweat seeped out of his forehead. It was unclear what he was hesitating about.

After thinking for a while, Bucky finally opened his mouth and said, "Young Master, I have something to tell you."

"Say it."

Bucky forced himself to continue. "This afternoon, Young Master got the chef to prepare the cake. We told Young Madam that it was you, Young Master, who ordered the chef to make it."

"..." Aman's hand, which was holding onto the wine cup, immediately came to a stop. His cold eyes immediately swept towards Bucky. "Are you guys tired of living? Or do you think that you, a housekeeper, are getting impatient?"

"Rest assured, Young Master," Bucky said. Since he had spoken, he had no choice but to let the matter slide. "Young Madam isn't angry."

"What?" Aman frowned slightly.

This didn't seem possible.

In Chloe's angry state.

She would never eat that cake again.

"She's not angry," Bucky said. "Young Madam said it's delicious. She even ate more than half of it."

"And then?" Aman frowned.

"Young Madam said..." Bucky said, "No matter what happened in the Imperial Capital, she still wants to thank you for the cake..."

Aman was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and took another sip of wine.

When Chloe came down from the upstairs and thought of the words of the elites, she stopped and looked at Aman with a bit of embarrassment in her eyes. She withdrew her eyes and continued to go downstairs.

Aman also turned his head to look at her and continued drinking.

The atmosphere of the air was subtle and subtle.

The two maids looked into Bucky's eyes, indicating that they had said the same thing.

Chloe walked past her in a hurry, while Aman was watching TV.

When she was about to leave the living room, Chloe stopped in her tracks.

"..."After a few seconds of silence, Chloe grabbed her bag and said to the man behind her, "No matter what, I still have to thank you for the cake."

After Chloe went out.

Aman's ice-cold face looked slightly more relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were even slightly raised.

"I see," Roland said.

That night, a place known as Flowing Light's spa Sanity Center appeared in the Private Chat channel.

Chloe and Zoya were wrapped in white bath towels and their hair was wrapped in the white towel. They lay on the bed with their whole body relaxed.

Emulsionors pushed their skin skillfully, and there was a smell of oil in the air, which made people relaxed. This was a sanatorium for Flowing Light, and the customers' conversation and privacy would be kept absolutely confidential.

As soon as the two friends came out, they kept talking non-stop, as if there were endless topics to talk about.

However, most of the time, Zoya was talking about her misfortune recently, while Chloe came to the back and was going to sleep on the bed.

"... Chloe, do you know what He wanted to do when she came?" Zoya said, "I wanted to ask someone to throw her out at that time, but "Copus Star" newspaper didn't hire bodyguards at that time. There were only security guards outside."

Zoya continued,

"But most of the time, the security guards are just there to watch the show. What's the use of that? So I've been in pain for a long time. Later, I paid the security company to invite two bodyguards to come!" "Although Ragib asked someone to invite Him out, which was a relief for me, did you think that I would thank him? Yes, I did thank him at that time, but I soon realized that he had a purpose in following me!" "Just as expected, there was another man who wanted to chase after me, but I didn't chase after him. That's why Ragib came forward to help him. He followed me.

"The most irritating thing is, do you know what Ragib gave me?"

Chloe's breathing was even and she was going to sleep.

Seeing that there was no response, Zoya turned back and asked, "Hey? Did you hear it? Can you hear me falling on you..."

"Ah?" Chloe raised her head and blinked her dry eyes. "Oh, I'm listening. Ragib is following you."

"No, I'm already talking about the rest." Zoya wanted to grab Chloe and say, "Do you know what he gave me in the end?"

It seemed that no one could do such a thing. Zoya said that she would definitely let Chloe's guess.

"Send me something?" Chloe said, "Flowers? Gifts or something like that?"

"What do you think my relationship with him is with you? You don't need to give me flowers or gifts!"

"So..." Chloe's face was weak and she was lying on the bed. "You didn't send me a clock, did you?"

"Damn!" Zoya shouted, "Chloe, you've become a bad person. Why do you have such a dark mind? If Ragib dares to send me the clock and give it to me, I will not stop until I kill him. Otherwise, I will send all his photos of my private life to him..."

"What is that?"

"He gave me a box of dirt!" Zoya gritted her teeth and said, "I'm selling it. I've never been insulted like this in my life. If you want my family to eat dirt, I wish his whole family to eat dirt!"

Thinking of what had happened at that time, Zoya's eyes were bloodshot.

"Earth?" Chloe thought for a moment. "Can you make a mistake?"

"I've grown up. Don't I know soil? Can I see it wrong?" Zoya said, "Earth is the object of the earth and the object that grows all kinds of plants. Countless creatures grow in the vast land! Earth is the earth. How can I not recognize the earth?"

Chloe felt a little strange and asked, "Does that mean something else?"

"What's the meaning of this? Is there any other meaning in giving the soil to someone else?"

Chloe thought for a moment. "I don't think so..."

"Yes, there's a catchphrase called 'Eating the Earth," Zoya said. "Eating the soil means that you're still poor to the end, right? That Ragib fellow treated me to eat the soil, doesn't he curse that I'm poor!" Chloe couldn't say anything comforting, but she always felt that Ragib couldn't be so mean, could he?

But then he thought about it again.

Considering Ragib's personality, there was really nothing that he would not be able to do...

These rich and powerful people were all unscrupulous!

"Here." Chloe looked at Zoya and asked, "What were you going to do?"

Zoya snorted. "So I sent him a basin of soil in the end. I'll let him and his family eat as much as they want."

Chloe sweated.

"Is, is that so..." she said as she turned around and continued to lie on her stomach. "In this case, don't be angry. If it's his curse, you won't return it double."

"I know. I just don't want to be upset, do 1?" Zoya said, "Am I the kind of person who likes me and is easy to bully? Is that why he wants to curse me?"

"No, no, no, you don't look like a pushover at all."

It looked extremely tough.

Zoya pressed her lips together. "Hmph, don't show up in front of me again next time..."

Chloe thought, "Are you going to beat him? Come on."

"So, how are you doing now?" Chloe asked.

"I'm tired," Zoya said, "The newspaper is developing very smoothly. It's the person who is working for the world. You know, I'm tired of it. I told him last time that it is not suitable for him. If we are friends, I would like to welcome him. But if he has other purposes, there is no need to come to me. But he doesn't listen to me, and he comes to me with flowers and gifts every time, as if he is afraid that others don't know that he wants to chase me..."

Chloe smiled and said, "Isn't that good? You can't always be naked, you have to find a way to get a girlfriend off the list."

"Okay." Zoya waved her hand. "Breaking out of poverty is more important than living alone. I just want to make a fortune now. I'm not interested in dating."

"It depends on the person you like." Chloe said with a sigh, "If you really like the person you like, you won't think so."

Hearing Chloe's words, Zoya was silent for a moment.

Chloe thought of Zoya's phone number when she was in the capital. "By the way, you said you had something to tell me last time. Is that it?"

"No, I just want to ask you, I want to expand the scope of the business scope of "Scients"..."

Listening to Zoya's words, Chloe felt that she was a workaholic. It seemed that she really just wanted to make a fortune.

It was almost 10 o'clock when he came out of the sanatorium that night.

The night sky was very clear.

Zoya saw that Chloe had been frowning. "Hey, do you have something on your mind?"

Chloe was stunned. "Ah, no."

"Who do you think you can fool? Tell me, is there anything wrong with your coming back from the capital this time?" Zoya knew her very well. Chloe was a very optimistic person, and rarely showed her pessimistic feelings outside.

Chloe touched her face and asked, "Is it so obvious?"

"Yes, I do."

"Ah." Chloe felt helpless and said, "Zoya, if someone who is very important to you uses you to do something, and this thing is very dangerous, and you are only aware that you are cheated after that... What will you think?"

"Me?" Zoya pointed at herself.

"That's right."

"Beat him up." Zoya's answer was straightforward.

"What if... if can't beat him?" Chloe asked again.

"So we'll kill him?"

Huh?

Chloe blinked her eyes in embarrassment.

"Break off our relationship with him?" Zoya asked.

"I... I can't..." Chloe thought to herself. They were facing each other all day and night, and they could not see each other clearly.

Zoya sighed and probably knew who she was pointing at. "You can't beat him, but you can't kill him. You're not willing to leave him, so you have to forgive him."

"..." Chloe blinked her eyes.