Chapter 182 Meeting The Trap (Part Two)

This was indeed a tempting offer for her company to advance rapidly, but she was not that kind of woman who could betray herself at this temptation!

When she had been trapped by Max, she had no choice but to do so. Today, she had the chance to choose her fate, so she wouldn't repeat the same mistake!

"If that's the case, there's no need for us to talk. Bye!"

Leila stood up, feeling dizzy and alarmed!

She remembered that she had drunk too much just now because of her pretending to be strong.

It was hard for a woman who was not good at drinking, because it was almost impossible for her to sustain the pure precision of Lafite in the 1982!

Mr. Jin seemed to have expected that she would behave like this. He approached her step by step, so that there was no room for her to retreat.

She was a little dizzy, and she felt sick as he approached her.

Leila felt a sudden lurch in her stomach. She covered her mouth and tried to get out, but the door was locked up. It seemed that he had a premeditated plan.

"What a shameless bitch!"

What Mr. Jin had said was so nasty that Leila didn't care at all. She just wanted to get out of this place which made her sick.

However, before her hand could touch the door, it was pulled back by a strong force and then he fell into a arms with a smell of tobacco.

The strong smell of tobacco filled her chest and made her stomach full of acid water.

"Fuck off!"

Leila tried to push him away, but her strength was so weak that she couldn't make it.

The man felt the soft touch of his hand, and his body began to outburst. It was no wonder that the Max would not let her go.

Evil desire gradually app

didn't say anything, Leila knew he must be angry with her.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. The atmosphere was awkward. Leila felt uncomfortable but didn't know how to break the dull atmosphere.

"It's getting late. Let's go to sleep."

After saying that, Max stood up and left. Looking at his back, Leila didn't know where he was going, but she was sure that Max wouldn't spend the night in the apartment.

She had a strange feeling, feeling as if she was abandoned, which made her think she was too hypocritical.

After taking a deep breath, she lay on her back on the bed, but she wasn't sleepy at all. She had slept for half a day since she got drunk at noon. She wasn't sleepy, but her head was still very heavy. She wanted to sleep, but she couldn't.

It was really a tormenting situation.

It was also because her brain was in a state of soberness that she became more woolgathering.

She was thinking about Max's opinion on this matter. Previously, they had been able to find a good supporting point for each other in the state of getting along with each other, but now it was destroyed by her.