I make ten billion a year

By Rosa Cooper

Ginger warm brain infarction death wear the book, wear or collapse of the dog blood president text, he took is the fake daughter of gold cannon fodder script, opened the ten billion substitute system.

Jiang Nuannuan: In order to live, I endure! Take the most wild road, create the most simple people.

So, ginger warm wrapped small vest

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rosa Cooper
• Release date: Oct 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798868918407

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I make ten billion a year

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Chapter 1

Sorry Nuan Nuan, I can only marry a wife whose status matches mine.

I really love you, but I can't help it. You're the wrong daughter of the Jiang family, and it won't help my career.

Let's break up Nuan Nuan. I'm with Ernest M Bateman. You deserve better.

I'm sorry.

...

Deborah W Turner woke up to find that she had not only a nightmare of a fake daughter being dumped, but also a different bedroom.

What's the deal with this creamy, luxurious master bedroom? She's got a war-torn bedroom in Syria.

The long-haired woman on the bed rubbed her eyes and looked around blankly.

Dear Deborah W Turner host, you are dead asleep, and now you have a chance to be reborn and earn 10 billion. It is now or never.

A soft, soft voice suddenly appeared in her ears, and Deborah W Turner looked around the empty room.

I'm in your head.

Who are you? Am I dead?

I'm Robert H Wright. You did sleep dead in your bed. You had a brain attack.

??

No, she had a brain attack, right?

And who and where am I now? Deborah W Turner's stumped question.

You are now the identity of the poor forced false daughter Deborah W Turner who is about to be discarded, due to the world disorder in the book, there is an urgent shortage of double female match players, you need to play the double lover of the rich and powerful, fill the empty window of the feelings of the big boss, and become the driving hand of the contradictory feelings of the male and female masters, and so on after the Happyendg, You can be reborn back to the original world, get a reward of 10 billion, and then walk on the peak of life.

Deborah W Turner was stunned and laughed subconsciously: World Bank 10 billion? I'm not going to be this unfortunate backstabber. I refuse.

She could not dream of making such a big one, and she drew such a big cake when she ascended to heaven.

Liar.

Robert H Wright kindly said: Refuse to explode in place oh, the soul is also blasted to dust, dear host are you sure?

A naked physical threat!

Deborah W Turner, who feared her soul would be blown out, replied in a second: I take that back. I agree.

Robert H Wright: "Host also don't worry, is the real rb 10 billion, after the completion of the task will be transferred to your name in the form of bank deposits, real estate, bonds, shares, etc., Robert H Wright credibility 100 percent, absolutely not pit wage, whenever the host makes a small thing to promote the plot, the increase in the value of the male master to you is a step closer to home, The bonus is automatically paid out every time the likeability increases. Currently, the bonus is zero.

Seriously! ?

Deborah W Turner is sitting on her knees in bed, knowing that she has just bought a blank house after two empty sleeves, because the lack of money to renovate the home or the Syrian cement wind, this 10 billion is what concept?

She rubbed her hands excitedly, I am familiar with this business, to a rich man as a surrogate lover, sacrifice a little personal reputation and body is trivial.

Any time she hesitates, it's a sign of disrespect for money.

Robert H Wright: I might be a little wrong. It's not one. It's four.

Huh? Do you want to put it on? She must have read a lot of these novels.

Robert H Wright: No, there are four men and four women in the messed up world, which means you need to be on the same plane and be a double of the four big guys.

Deborah W Turner's almond eyes widened, her hands rubbed together and she took a long time to digest before asking, Four double characters in the same background? Your women's faces are so popular?

There is no way, the female matching industry is not good recently, but please rest assured that the men will only automatically bring a certain part of your face similar to each heroine, there is no common face.

She rubbed the top of her hair. Well, a little blemish is understandable. I accept the assignment.

For the sake of $10 billion, she will have to be forced (voluntarily) to work.

The words fell, and there was a noise outside the door.

Miss Nuan Nuan, it's time for you to get up and pack.

The servant knocked on the door and entered, his eyes hidden contempt, The truck is downstairs, you see what other luggage needs to be arranged, and take it with you.

I learned from Robert H Wright that in the chaotic world of the book, her current person, Deborah W Turner, was originally a farewell flower held in the palm of the Jiang family for many years, and she was loved and never suffered.

Until the age of 20, she was born on the day of the car accident, accidentally found that she is not ginger blood, but dog blood in the hospital with the wrong child, the same year Ginger family found the real daughter Ernest M Bateman, her good days also came to an end.

The return of Ernest M Bateman took away all the love from her family, and even her boyfriend was taken away. As a result, Deborah W Turner repeatedly killed her sister Ernest M Bateman. As a result, people could catch her and expose her, and the Internet was full of black material about her life. The family is so disappointed in her that it's all gone.

In addition, in the charity banquet of the cruise ship not long ago, Brian K Young, a cheating and womanly man who had talked with himself for three years, proposed to Ernest M Bateman, and the two decided to go hand in hand into the marriage hall, and the jealous Deborah W Turner directly kicked Ernest M Bateman into the water and nearly drowned.

This let ginger family completely broke out, love daughter Jiang Fu want to send her to the police station for ten days and a half months to come out again to drive away, but was suddenly appeared Gu consortium owner Paula D Dwyer open mercy, this only to avoid her prison disaster.

Although she did not end up in jail, it also created a tragic situation for the brand new Deborah W Turner, who was kicked out of the family with only a few thousand dollars left in her bank card because of her usual extravagance.

Robert H Wright notes: The role assigned to you is originally the White Moonlight in the story of the double female match, Paula D Dwyer and Paul M Wallace is the double male lead in this article, so you are best to cut into the object.

Got it.

Deborah W Turner got up and went to the bathroom. Her face was not ordinary. She had red lips and white teeth, white skin and beautiful appearance.

In order to fit the image of the female masters, she is really pure and royal, and the misty apricot eyes that have just woken up are rippling, with a hook.

It's a rare fox.

She touched her face, inwardly satisfied.

There was nothing to pack. Deborah W Turner found Paula D Dwyer's card in her drawer, according to what she remembered.

Before she was arrested for the murder of her sister Ernest M Bateman, it was he who fished it out for himself, when the other side because of his face similar to the heroine, gave her a substitute hook, waiting for her to come up and bite.

After putting away her card and casually changing her clothes, Deborah W Turner went downstairs with her bag.

Downstairs the living room is very lively, Ginger family sitting together, to Ernest M Bateman and Brian K Young as the center, the family happily discussed about marriage matters.

It has also been three years since Ernest M Bateman's return, after a year of dating with Brian K Young, who recently proposed to her on a boat cleat at a charity dinner.

The arrival of Deborah W Turner was met with silence.

Jiang Fu frowned and said, Have you packed your bags?

Do you really want to go? Ernest M Bateman, who had just recovered from a serious illness, stood up and looked at his father's eyes in panic, I accidentally fell down on the cruise ship at that time, Dad, this really has nothing to do with warm."

You defend her even now. Jiang Fu stared, and was dissatisfied with Deborah W Turner, You came back for three years, how many times did she toss you in these three years? Hospital visits have become routine! A daughter of pure blood is enough for our Jiang family."

Father! Don't do that. Ernest M Bateman coughed softly, looking fragile. I said I fell.

Nuan Nuan is spoiled by us. Darlene J Craig snorted and looked into Deborah W Turner's eyes with a little more concern.

He grew up with Nuan Nuan, and his mouth was a little poisonous, but he never wanted her to leave the house.

Brian K Young followed to hold Ernest M Bateman's hand, look helpless, eyes more than silk bored, Deborah W Turner, the matter between me and you do not involve small dreams, please let her go.

It's a familiar dogblood routine and a familiar supporting script formula.

Deborah W Turner pulled down the corners of her mouth and finally opened her mouth slowly: Do you really think of yourself as a star in the sky, and everyone loves you? A man who shamelessly cheats on women's affections."

Chapter 2

Don't talk about Lavern S Coomer like that. Ernest M Bateman stood in front of the man, with tears in his eyes and a strong voice, We have both confirmed that we are the only one for each other, and the past mistakes are in the past, OK?

Okay? What do you say, Brian K Young? Deborah W Turner's red lips slightly open, flashing a smile, the watery eyes suddenly overflow with mockery and sadness, and the watching Brian K Young's heart fluttered and missed half a beat.

He was fascinated by her face, always.

Brian K Young pursed his lips and quickly settled down. Warm, warm, we had an amicable breakup, a year ago.

"It's over. It's no longer time for you to take me out of class to play video games. It's no longer time for you to go to the merry-go-round and share an ice cream with me.

Deborah W Turner throws out memories bit by bit according to the supporting characters' memories, and hits Brian K Young's heart, watching his eyes finally appear guilty, and Ernest M Bateman's expression gradually becomes embarrassed and his heart is dark.

There is a pry corner of the current willing to former mention and his boyfriend, those sweet and sad past events.

Warm, warm, enough is enough. Brian K Young is still firm, clenching Ernest M Bateman's hand, I was very wrong before, but now I only love little dream.

Deborah W Turner sneers, It took three years between us before you realized it was a mistake. It took you a year to decide what you love, including my family.

Ernest M Bateman could not help but defend Brian K Young: Nuan Nuan is that you always target me everywhere, everywhere, Lavern S Coomer saw your true face will leave you.

Targeting you everywhere?

Deborah W Turner stared at the family, laughing tragically, You only saw Ernest M Bateman poor from beginning to end, but you don't know how innocent I was changed, I don't care that Ernest M Bateman took away everything that belongs to her, including family and money. I only wanted Brian K Young. I loved him for three years and he promised me he would marry me."

But what happened?

The result is that this sister who has taken everything from me, and doesn't think she has enough, comes back to pry away the only light in my dark world, and now my relatives are happy to have their wedding, and I can't go crazy?

Seeing Deborah W Turner's tears on the brink, Brian K Young held Ernest M Bateman's hand and tightened it, with a logical explanation for all the bad things she had done.

She loved him so much.

Guilt and heartache again welled up in his heart, and Brian K Young rolled his throat, staring at her eyes quietly changed.

I'm not, warm warm. Ernest M Bateman bit his lower lip and the colour drained from his face. I didn't touch you at all.

Of course you didn't, you are so innocent how can you do such a dirty thing as robbing your sister's boyfriend? Brian K Young must have hit on you half-heartedly, huh? And then I was forced to wear an amicable breakup hat, but did you know that the night I got dumped was our third anniversary? I had already bought the ring and was ready to ask him to marry me."

Deborah W Turner smiled with tears in her eyes and hid a knife in her words.

Who's to say she's wrong? The script says the whole world knows that Deborah W Turner loves Brian K Young with a passion.

Brian K Young was deliberately flirting with Ernest M Bateman, and Ernest M Bateman knew it, for the simple reason that it was impossible to choose a fake in a marriage.

This matter is acquiesced in everyone's eyes, everyone is distressed by Ernest M Bateman's past, and nobody cares about Deborah W Turner, which is the fundamental cause of her deterioration.

The atmosphere in the living room is even colder than just now, the first to cry out is Ginger mother, she stood up and hugged Deborah W Turner in an apologetic tone, I'm sorry, I always know you have endured so much, I always thought you were strong enough, what to leave home ah, you are my daughter who has been raised for so many years.

One is Ernest M Bateman who has just been back for three years, and the other is Deborah W Turner who has been raising for 23 years. Even if she is fake, Ginger mother, as a mother, can't really give up her affection.

Deborah W Turner gently pushed her away. "I, Deborah W Turner, am leaving the Jiang family from this day forward. You will be Ernest M Bateman's mother.

She turned and walked toward the door.

Deborah W Turner. Darlene J Craig couldn't help but trot over and grab her, Where are you going with no money now? Apologize to Ernest M Bateman and Dad, and we'll be family again.

"A family?

Deborah W Turner pulled away his hands and turned back to give Brian K Young, the cheating womanizer, the final blow: I'd rather die than watch my sister marry and have children with the man I've loved for three years.

I am leaving today to apologize for my immature behavior and to assure you that Deborah W Turner will never disturb Brian K Young and Ernest M Bateman again. I wish you a long life and an early birth of your son.

Brian K Young released Ernest M Bateman's hand and unconsciously took a step forward.

Lavern S Coomer? Ernest M Bateman held him tight. Are you going after him? Do you still love her?"

His steps eventually came back, and Brian K Young lowered his eyes, his thoughts confused.

Of course he knew how much Deborah W Turner loved him, and of course he had loved her, too, a pretty, devoted girl like that.

But from the time she became a normal person, she could no longer enter his house,

Robert H Wright, who has been quiet, saw Deborah W Turner, who went out with her bag, instantly changed her face, leisurely took out a recording pen and pressed the end key, curious: Host, what is this doing?

Keep one hand to yourself. You said the world was full of Deborah W Turner bullying Ernest M Bateman. She shook the voice recorder in her hand and re-put it in her bag, Now that this body is taken over by me, I have to find a chance to wash myself white, otherwise how can I be clear to others as a substitute.

What are you going to do?

Paula D Dwyer first.

"What do you want with him? Robert H Wright is still stuck in the confusion of the relationship between the recorder and the man.

Start making money, of course!

Deborah W Turner replied of course, taking out a gold-plated black card and broadcasting a string of numbers.

Linggang Financial Center is dense with tall buildings, like a giant swimming dragon in the center of the entire district.

A meeting has just ended in the brightly-lit Gushi Group building in the Port District.

A man in a suit and tie walked out of the meeting room, his cool face was expressionless, and Nicole M Angelo looked down at the tablet behind him, reporting the day's trip after.

General Manager Gu, last night's micro blog broke the news about Gu Er has been processed, General Manager Yang of Pinghua Securities company asked you to meet at 6 p.m., and the old lady Zhai just called, hoping that you can spare your time to attend her birthday party tomorrow night.

Chapter 3

Speaking of Zhai's home, Nicole M Angelo's tone was a little paused, and she looked at the man with a straight back in front of her slightly uneasy, If you have no intention to go on this, I can refuse on the grounds that I have a busy schedule.

The man stopped, in a crowd of nervous eyes, he lowered his eyes, eyes and face covered with a layer of light insidious, took out the trouser pocket shaking for a long time to answer the mobile phone.

This strange number called every hour from the beginning to the end of the meeting.

Hello.

The deep, cold voice reached Deborah W Turner through the microphone.

At this time, she was sitting in the busy street, the noisy background sound made the soft voice sound at a loss, Hello Gu, I am Deborah W Turner, want to ask you at that time you said still count?

She had called him four times, from ten in the morning to two in the afternoon, and Paula D Dwyer had returned with a faint memory of those eyes that resembled Tanisha B Engman's.

He pressed his lower lip, whispered a few times, and coldly said: Give me the address, someone will come to pick you up.

The phone hung up, followed by Nicole M Angelo atmosphere dare not breathe to wait for his instructions.

Paula D Dwyer turned her face, her thin jaw white and tight. No need to push. Send someone else for Deborah W Turner.

As he spoke, Nicole M Angelo received a string of addresses transmitted to her tablet. He frowned. Deborah W Turner? Miss Jiang?

The fake daughter who kills her sister every once in a while? He still remembers Gu Zong once because ginger family great justice, but also personally went to the police to get people scene.

It's a rare thing, and for what reason Nicole M Angelo can look at pictures of girls on the Internet and immediately think of the answer.

The eyes born on that face are exactly the same as Tanisha B Engman's, but the Miss Fu family has become Zhai's daughter-in-law, and this general Gu's mind is clear.

Watching the boss nod slightly, Nicole M Angelo asked again: Where to send people?

Paula D Dwyer's step is slightly paused, a little thought: Sunshine garden.

All right.

Deborah W Turner, who was enjoying a bowl of instant noodles by the side of the road, suddenly received a reminder of money arrival and progress bar from Robert H Wright.

Alipay received 100,000 yuan, Paula D Dwyer's favorability rating was 1%.

Ahem. She was spicy instant noodles choked a mouthful, almost out of tears, such a poor image was just a few love Internet surfing people saw, secretly took a mobile phone shot down.

Deborah W Turner sniffed her nose and took out her mobile phone, finding that the bank card was still several thousand dollars, so her voice quivered and asked: This 100,000 yuan is from my own world? Why did it suddenly come in?"

Robert H Wright: Your phone call to Paula D Dwyer prompted the stunt plot and awarded you $100,000.

Deborah W Turner was stunned for a moment, and then, with excitement, took a few more mouthfuls of instant noodles.

The worker's spring has finally arrived.

A Toyota Elfa's top nanny car slowly stopped in front of her, the driver looked around, the line of sight finally focused on the woman sitting in the bus stop eating instant noodles, he hesitated for a while, said to the person on the phone: See Miss Ginger, just to wait.

Nicole M Angelo asked, What is she hesitating about?

No, she's eating instant noodles. She looks hungry.

The car was so quiet that the voice of the receiver was very abrupt. Paula D Dwyer looked over her head at Nicole M Angelo's surprised face, her deep dark eyes hesitated for a moment, and said quietly: I'm sending a chef over there.

Obviously, even he never thought the ginger family would do so decisively, the wrong girl has now been reduced to the street to eat instant noodles, only to have to ask him.

Deborah W Turner has not yet the consciousness of being a black and red character, filling the stomach of hungry all day until she finds that the car in front of her has been parked for a long time.

As soon as she stood up to throw away the noodle bowl, the driver walked down, Miss Jiang, Gu Zong asked me to pick you up.

I really did come to pick her up.

She smiled shyly and got into the car.

To get to know Paula D 'Dwyer better, Robert H Wright dissects his personal history for her along the way.

Paula D Dwyer, 28, is the head of Gu's Group, which includes a number of investment, securities, medicine, entertainment and other businesses including finance, the steel tree that has risen in recent years, and the hegemon of the Hong Kong area.

Think how brilliant he is now, once there was a time of collapse.

When Paula Dwyer was 26 years old, Gu's family was still a venture capital company that had just gone public, and Paula D Dwyer was just the future heir of the company. She had a good marriage with Tanisha B Engman, the parent daughter of Fu who was in the same family, but the good time was not long. His father's investment failed, the capital chain broke, and he went bankrupt overnight. This is the end of a good thing.

Tanisha B Engman loved Paula D Dwyer, but did not have the right to speak, in the same year was forced to marry Zhai parents son Tom R Salcedo, who did not expect that only two years later, Paula D Dwyer with iron and blood means to turn the situation, with the ability to turn the situation into a human dragon leader.

Zhai's family and Gu's family have always had exchanges and cooperation, and in recent years, they have also emerged unexpectedly. In Deborah W Turner's view, Gu's family can not help but secretly, and the main reason for this is Tanisha B Engman and Paula D Dwyer's help.

The two have feelings for each other, due to the identity of the forced separation, their reunion point is also very special, Tom R Salcedo this year 28 years old is a sick man, will not live to 30 years old.

Which means Deborah W Turner only has to spend two years with Paula D 'Dwyer, dutifully playing Tanisha B Engman's double and building up goodwill, so she can take the money and run when she's a widow.

That doesn't sound too difficult, as long as I'm fine and not dead. Deborah W Turner murmured.

Does he have any other executive disease? Out of 10 ceos, five are lame, three have fake disfigurements, two have stomach problems, and one is night blind. She thought about it, and said: If there is anything that can only be touched by the female master, such as clean obsession is in trouble.

Robert H Wright marveled: You know quite a lot, but read your first post to take the lead, I selected for you the chaos of the world men are very clean, Paula D Dwyer does have a serious stomach disease, generally have a party will certainly attack, he will only endure alone in bed.

Deborah W Turner nodded and turned back on her phone and looked up photos of Paula D 'Dwyer, whose face was a blur.

Seeing the ascetic figure on the screen and the mature face of the pure and elegant, her eyelids jumped and her soul asked: Can you sleep? The double must go through this, right?"

Robert H Wright was silent for a moment, In theory, you can, but you can't. Their bodies are only left for the female master, usually at the end of a reconciliation.

Tut.

And 66 desertion room, nanny car into the sunshine garden.

The most exclusive part of Docklands, a single villa valued at hundreds of millions, is just where Paula D Dwyer puts her canaries.

In Deborah W Turner's memory, after being picked up from the police station that night, he handed over his business card.

Chapter 4

The proud man said to her, If you can't get by, come with me.

It was a very soft tone, so soft that today he spoke on the phone with a different voice.

This isn't really about Deborah W Turner either, it's about Tanisha B Engman.

Usually people don't live here, Gu has arranged for a chef to come over later, and Miss Jiang can tell her anything she wants to eat. The driver left a message and got in the car.

She looked at this gorgeous villa, the scope is only limited to the living room, wabi-Sabi decoration, the eyes are logs or gray, really no one's life, ice cold, silent.

Deborah W Turner did not look upstairs until she had been formally invited, but sat down on a sofa and waited.

With this gap, she took a look at the negative news about herself on the Internet.

Still hanging on the hot search is the new Young man Ernest M Bateman desperate for love, also married to Brian K Young's rich happiness, hot entries, and Deborah W Turner beg Brian K Young humble never break up history hot words.

I just click it to see that it is a disgusting screen name comment.

Deborah W Turner is disgusting, I hope she gets the hell out of Ginger's house! Don't hurt us!"

After all, she is a fake daughter who refuses to let go of Brian K Young, just to catch the last rich husband. Her heart is in money.

It's a pity for us Ernest M Bateman to have to live on the street from a young age and be set up by a bad man from nowhere.

Death to Deborah W Turner!

...

The reason why Deborah W Turner stinks like this has something to do with the fact that Ernest M Bateman, a real daughter, has entered the entertainment industry.

Paula D 'Dwyer helped her get out of jail, but didn't want to get rid of her bad press.

I don't have a computer right now, so I'm gonna have to upload the pen later.

Deborah W Turner deadpan turned off her phone, yawned, and fell asleep on the sofa.

At 8:00 p.m., a Maybach stalled in front of the villa.

Nicole M Angelo turned to her side and said, I just got word that the chef was in a car accident on the way here and he's still in the hospital.

Are you going to get someone else? I don't know if she's still here. He was uncertain about the meaning of the general Gu sitting beside him, most of the man's face was hidden in the dark, there was no emotion.

Paula D Dwyer stared out the window at the villa with no lights on for a few seconds, then whispered, No.

He opened the door and stepped out onto the porch.

When I opened the door, a warm lamp was lit in the porch, and the thin light extended into the living room, casting a very faint projection on the woman curled up on the sofa.

Paula D Dwyer walked past, the girl sleeping quietly, neckline half open, revealing a fine white neck, sleeping unguarded.

He slowly squatted down and looked at her face for a few seconds, the words he said quickly were a promise, there was no reason to withdraw, but the face displayed in front of him, now a closer look is really in line with his heart.

Deborah W Turner was sleeping a little uncomfortable, something had been touching her eyelids, she unconsciously reached for it, grabbed a cool finger, was about to throw it out, Robert H Wright in the mind to stop.

It's Paula D Dwyer! Look at your eyes! Don't shake it! Don't shake it! According to the script, you'd better pretend to sleep a little, that's when you're most like the heroine.

That sounds like a lot of money to me.

The hand that tried to throw away was immediately released, Deborah W Turner snorted, her eyelids quivered, and she opened an eye slit in coordination.

She looked in a trance in front of some vague but angular handsome face, soft voice like a cotton candy, Gu Zong? You're back?"

Paula D Dwyer's long eyelashes are slightly restrained, and her handsome face is slightly curdled.

Under the hazy light, the girl's dense eyes and the eyes of the memory overlap, like a lost lamb, as confused and pitiful.

The slightly cool finger rubbed Deborah W Turner's eye tail, and the man's voice was somewhat warm after listening carefully, Why don't you go upstairs to sleep?

I don't know which room is mine. Deborah W Turner snorted a few times, hunched her neck back, grabbed his fingers and whispered, Stop touching them. It itches.

Paula D 'Dwyer's hands stiffened, her fingers pulled back.

Deborah W Turner sat up slowly, her butt pressed the button of the remote light, and the lights in the living room were lit up, clearly showing all the features of the former.

When she came to her senses, she was stunned. If this Brian K Young is still young and good, then this aging Paula D Dwyer is the ultimate stable man, the ultimate fighter.

He must have just finished work, and he was still wearing a tailored dark suit, with broad shoulders and narrow waists, deep eye sockets, a sharp nose, and a slightly thin face, but exquisitely contoured, with features that the Creator had carved with his own hands.

Deborah W Turner stared at his dark eyes, which had not yet closed their warmth in time, and knew that he was looking at someone else through her eyes, but she was still screaming wildly inside.

This is her blood!

With the money and the company of the best men, it's heaven, heaven.

The light is bright, but also took away that moment of wrong recognition, Paula D Dwyer stood up, her eyes became cold again, I don't often come here, the room you want to sleep anywhere.

I see. Deborah W Turner sat up and blushed a little. About the advice you gave me last time, is it still true?

It counts.

Paula D Dwyer condescending, the light of the living room lamp will cut his face shadow almost perfect, he bent down again, the abdominal pressure on the eyes, no emotion said: I lack a lover, no exposure, no name, Miss Ginger will agree?

I came to you because I have no way out, Mr. Gu.

Deborah W Turner smiled back, You are the only person who has helped me after my betrayal. Of course I agree, but with two small conditions.

As she continued to negotiate, Paula D 'Dwyer let go and sat down on the sofa, took out her cigarette case and held it to her lips to light. You say it.

For two years, I, Deborah W Turner, am willing to accept the relationship, but during that time I would like you to pay me a monthly salary.

Paula D 'Dwyer took the lighter in her hand and turned to look at Deborah W Turner with surprise in her eyes.

How many would climb into his bed at any cost, and what had he just heard? Salary? She thought he was hiring?

Deborah W Turner continued with a professional smile, Although this is an informal high-paying occupation, we still have to divide the details, you provide me with material security, I become your intimate little jacket, at any time to serve you.

Paula D Dwyer put down her cigarette and stared at her. Are you short of money?

Penniless. Deborah W Turner nodded honestly, she doesn't have a dime now, but I only collect labor income, 100,000 yuan a month, five insurance and one fund first exempt me from paying, do you think it is OK?

Paula D 'Dwyer was speechless for a long time when she looked as if she were talking about work.

Good, said Hermione.

After a while he finally lit his cigarette and exclaimed, We'll take what we need.

Robert H Wright: Alipay arrived: 1 million. Paula D Dwyer has a 2% favorable rating. He seems to like someone who listens to you and knows what's going on.

Chapter 5

Robert H Wright: Congratulations to the host for being Paula D Dwyer's lover. Keep up the good work.

Thank you, Mr. Gu. Deborah W Turner was overjoyed, smiling and bending her eyes. The light in her eyes was so bright that men could not move their eyes.

He put out his cigarette after only a few puffs, withdrew his sight and stood up, Tomorrow night, Zhai's old house, the old woman's birthday party, you and I will go.

Paula D Dwyer is taking Zhai to her birthday party because of Tanisha B Engman.

Ok, here's my bank card number. Deborah W Turner handed over her bank card and said with a smile, Please, Mr. Gu, write it down.

Half an hour later Deborah W Turner, sitting alone in her living room, received the amount for nearly two years.

With a satisfied smile, she ordered herself a luxury takeaway and went upstairs to find a room to sleep in.

After sleeping until noon, Deborah W Turner got up in her bathrobe to wash and went downstairs in bare feet with a head of tangled hair.

She ordered a supermarket takeaway and planned to cook something for lunch.

When she passed the study on the second floor, she caught a glimpse of the figure behind the table, her footsteps were small, and she retreated back.

The study was open, the man's tall figure was covered by the light pouring in from the window, his head hung down, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes focused on the document processing work, the whole person across a layer of halo, looking gentle and Stoic.

Paula D Dwyer didn't go out this morning.

As Robert H Wright duly reminds us, Tanisha B Engman has always been gentle.

Deborah W Turner straightened up and walked in, knocked on the door, and called him softly, Mr. Gu.

The man raised his head, his long, narrow eyes slightly blank.

A woman's soft hair shawl, just woke up face, soft eyes.

Deborah W Turner saw that he quickly restrained his face and said softly, Have you eaten yet?

No. Paula D Dwyer put down her pen and stared at her.

I'll cook a dish and eat it together? As soon as Deborah W Turner finished asking, Robert H Wright reminded her, Tanisha B Engman can't cook.

It doesn't matter. He'll eat it for his eyes.

Good, said Hermione. Paula D Dwyer did not refuse, he touched the lower jaw, half-drooped long eyelashes to block the just lost form.

He is very cold, but can look at her eyes can flow a little warmth, agreed to her request.

Deborah W Turner heard the doorbell ring downstairs and smiled at him. What are your forbidden foods?

Suit yourself.

She nodded, Then I will go down first to get the ingredients delivered, and call you when it is done.

The two of them were kind to each other.

On her first day on the job, she had to make her boss happy and not let him feel that she had wasted her $5 million.

Paula D Dwyer has stomach problems, can not eat spicy, she happens to be southerners do not like to eat spicy, made two dishes and a soup, are light stomach.

Before she could go up to call someone, the man went downstairs first.

I forgot to say something last night. He sat down at the table, watching her eyes regain calm, and his voice was very thin: I don't like my things to be touched by others, and the relationship between you and the Ji family boy, I hope you can deal with it.

I forgot to tell you, too. Deborah W Turner put the bowl in front of him and sat down next to him, I'm no longer with the Ginger family, I'm just a normal person or I wouldn't be coming to you. Brian K Young is Ernest M Bateman's husband and has nothing to do with me. I'll see to it and keep you out of trouble.

Paula D Dwyer looked at her twice, grunted and picked up her chopsticks.

He had good dining manners and didn't say a word while eating, as did Deborah W Turner.

When the cell phone came in, it broke the calm atmosphere.

Deborah W Turner went into the kitchen to answer the phone.

Nuan Nuan, the jewelry drawing you designed has been adopted by a foreign buyer, who needs to sign a purchase contract.

Robert H Wright saw her did not say a word, take the initiative to explain: Your assistant Lu Jin called, your former occupation is not also a jewelry designer? It matches who you are."

Deborah W Turner may be tripped up by love, but this design talent is quite remarkable.

After a few feedings from the other side, she quickly said, Recently something happened at home, and I will send you the contract by email later.

Is it Brian K Young? What happened to Ernest M Bateman when he stole your blueprints and gave them to him?

Deborah W Turner raised her eyebrows. And what about this shit?

Soon, I have to go first.

By the time she returned to the table, Paula D 'Dwyer was nowhere to be found, serving him a clean bowl of the meal.

At 2:30 p.m., the makeup artist hired by Paula D Dwyer came to Deborah W Turner's door with piles of stuff.

She did a delicate and simple up-do and a satin white dress, like the dress of a Roman goddess, long yarn from one side of the thin shoulder, the breast milk skin can be seen, noble and generous.

A well-groomed Deborah W Turner who looks as good as anyone.

As the designer gasped, she looked at Paula D Dwyer, who had changed into her suit and come downstairs.

Hot straight dark green suit cut close-fitting, the man's figure outline perfect, obviously is nearly 30 years old, but there is no trace of excess fat, calm handsome indecent words.

He walked up to her and stopped, his eyes admiring, but also fascinated by seeing another person through her.

It's beautiful, Miss Kang.

The designers and makeup artists who came to the house had the sense to leave.

Why don't you call me something more intimate? We are no longer in a normal relationship. Deborah W Turner smiled at him and politely said, Of course, if you don't like it, we'll keep it the same.

Paula D Dwyer answered, You're not the same person you used to be.

Before he brought her back, he had found out what