Chapter 840 Can't Find Her (1)

"Do you really want me to teach you something first?" Baron ate the watermelon with a little reluctance in his eyes, as if everything would disappear after he finished his words.

Raising her head to look at him, Debbie seemed to think that he was a little stupid. "Of course, do you think I'm just happy to be your lackey?"

Baron's face suddenly became a little strange. "Since you have said this, I'll make it clear to you that there is only one trick. Whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your own luck."

It sounded mysterious.

Debbie was quite confident in her own ability. She patted her chest and said, "Don't worry. I won't let you down. Just set your mind at rest."

He really didn't have much hope on her.

"My trick is... Come closer. " Baron wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. The smile at the corners of his mouth was just right. Debbie was confused and asked, "What is it?"

As soon as the question was dropped, her face was bitten. "In fact, I don't have any tricks. I just read more by myself. Your biggest problem is that you have a poor memory. You need to eat more to improve your memory."

The woman didn't say anything for a long time and kept fumbling under the sofa cushion. Baron asked curiously, "What are you fumbling for?"

"I remember I bought the eyebrow razor and put it here last week. Why can't I find it?"

Baron remained silent.

Even if she had it, it would never have a good effect on him. He'd better keep silent.

Debbie said considerately, "Go on. I'll teach you a lesson when I find it."

"No, no, no. I feel my throat dry all of a sudden. Maybe it's because I said too much, or it's better to be silent."

"Ah, I'll strangle you!"

He didn't intend to teach her anything, but he still wanted her to keep being a lackey. It was so hateful!

With her eyes wide open, Debbie put her hand on t

long as he left his work behind, he would be the one to suffer in the end. Now he couldn't bear to think about it.

No matter how hard he tried, there was a certain profit tendency.

However, Richie smiled and said, "If I find her back, it was possible that he wouldn't be like this at all."

It was not possible, but certain.

Tim frowned and tried to explain the situation again and again, but he was unwilling to say it out directly.

Because he was too clear in his heart what he would be treated if he told the truth or not.

So he was hesitant all the time.

Tim began to play a bitter card, "Boss, you can't refuse to eat or drink just because Consuela hasn't been found. If she knows, she will also feel sorry for you and blame you for not taking care of yourself."

Well, if she really couldn't bear it, she should have come back.

"What do you know as a person being chased?" said Richie scornfully.

In this era, being chased by others had become a bargaining chip to be looked down upon?

All of a sudden, Tim felt as if his throat was strangled by something. He didn't want to say anything more, so he could only glare at the man.

"How ungrateful you are!"

"How dare you?"

"Boss, you can continue. I'm going to work!"