Chapter 321 Have Breakfast

But when he prepared to tell her what he wanted her to do, Angie suddenly changed her mind. She picked up the mixed wine and turned around.

"Beautiful night is short. How about we have a drink and talk about business tomorrow morning?"

The woman held the wine glass and wore a black chiffon nightdress. Her two peaks were about to emerge from her body, and her snow-white skin seemed to be seductive.

She was born bewitching and purity. Her dark green eyes were clear, and she was like a young lady who knew nothing about the world.

Tristan Gu coughed, refusing her invitation to drink more. He turned his head, heard the tapping of the keyboard, and said lightly, "It's late. Don't drink too much. Good night."

His attitude was always making her misunderstand him.

Angie took a sip of the wine and closed the video. The man was powerful and gentle, like a golden retriever.

But only those who had stayed with him for a long time would know what kind of method he could use to become a God in a grey region.

"Tristan, what exactly do you want?"

Angie wobbled the glass, squinting and spitting out a fluent French, with a nasal sound.

She only knew that the man treated the task she had done very seriously. He even had time to instruct the tactics himself.

But she couldn't imagine what benefits he would get if she succeeded.

It seemed that that person hadn't had any reason to compete with Richie or fight against Richie for anything recently.

Just dislike that man? After thinking for a long time, it seemed that this reason was more suitable.

Angie had no choice but to raise her head and drink the last liquid in the goblet. Then she took off her veil and went to her bedroom.

But she was narcissistic and no one had a clue.

When Sheryl woke up, she felt a splitting headache. The curtain was carefully closed, and there was only a few rays of naughty sunshine penetrating into the room.

Sitting on the bed, she felt her lips dry. After a long while, she remembered her good sister. It se

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

t weather.

Although the temperature control machine in the living room was turned on all year round.

When Richie arrived at the dinner table, he greeted the rest with a modest smile, and then pulled the chair out from Consuela's side with a timid smile on his face.

In this man's rare gentle smile, she saw a gleam of threat. It seemed that he could get even with her afterwards.

Consuela got a little flustered at the thought of staying up late last night.

She knew that Richie and the Ye Clan had attached great importance to her unborn baby. They didn't care whether she was crazy or not, but if anything happened to the baby, she would never be able to bear it.

She took another sip. After pondering over it for a while, she was still unable to breathe.

"You are the CEO of a big company with tons of work every day. Why do you still have the time to come here to have breakfast?" Consuela whispered in Richie's ear.

Richie put his head close to her, pretending that he was listening carefully. After she finished her words, he took off the eyelashes on her face.

However, his words didn't soften at all. "Now that I don't have time to deal with you except during the breakfast."

Consuela sat straight without moving her eyes away from him.

Others at the table were amused, except for Sheryl, whose face was a little pale.