Finally, Elliot Ellis looked at Victor an

r listened to any, h

d is really good, I guess we can cooperate soon with you

ictor. "I guess we can n

?? The projec

a, let

cto

roject. Anyways, any other company would beg for it. "If Mr. Robson has any oth

was acting oddly. Victor got up and was about to leave, but when he reached the door of the

room was stunned by his question, and looked at Julia. Th

Monica Howard, smiled and sa

Victor in his heart. "How c

were not the same person in terms

rest of the people in the VIP room looked at each ot

.

.

lliot Ellis turned back, "Is i

the question. "I am sorry for

t curious about your name an

othing ab

very intereste

be mistaken. The woman with

e you trying to hide your identity from him?" Ell

it casually." Julia wanted

ured, "Women are really wicked creatures. I will see you soon, my missy, and I will keep

ined silen

After hearing their conversation, a small smile appeared

was flipping through things on his phone,

r speaking, she took out the pen

if you lose it,

gave me two years ago. It means

e phone, and Monica glanced at him, "That Nora Richa

t, didn't look up, just

nica asked, seemingly open-minded

d looked at her secretly,

ust think she

the same, but interesting

lways made Monica a little jealous, ever since they were youn

hing, looking d

.

.

s nightmare. In the dream, Julia and the baby

ad. He got out of bed, walked to the window, as the bright moon

a thorn in his heart. After divorcing her, the

from his world. To be precise, he could not find anywhe

ted to the woman he saw during the day. He didn't regre

e might not have ended so soon, at lea

back to his room and went back to sleep.

ve, he would have be

.

.

tea for Elliot Ellis, she could hear the wa

into sharp little blades of fire. The first drop hit his skin sliding onto the curves of

at it should be his waitress, Julia, so he tried t

ehead, he could not distinguish them from

stepping closer into it. Every step echoed in h

g and played shadows and echoes on his senses. He started ima

ry muscle in his body to stifle her quick exhalation. The towel clung to his waist like a lo

ont of her, her body did not move and the color drained from her

ing, mister Ellis

ttle missy." He rep

was hardly breathing. For several moments she stood unmoving as her limbs went numb

miss..." he mur

by the fairer sex for his Teutonic-gol

. His mountain peak cheekbones appeared chiseled into shape by a master craftsman as they

h delight and the vigor of youth. They were soft, Irish eyes and swam w

mellifluous. The swirl of his loamy cologne had them swooning in the aisles. He seeme

all of her other ways with his body. He was wearing

nd winey. A look that could arose any man's lust. Immediately she

.. What are you d

le face of my little waitress wou