Chapter 113

In the presidential hotel room. In the middle of the bed was a crimson stain.

Vera calmly dressed as if nothing had happened, then sat with her makeup lightly in front of the dressing table. And Jonathan's smoking at t the bedside.

Bottles of white wine were not enough to make him drunk, nor he was he drunk.

But the yeast stimulated his nerves, and he was too excited.

"Mr. Wang, rests assured, I know I'm not worthy of you. I don't dream of anything either."

Vera put on her earrings, pleased with how she was now.

"Some things have already happened. It can't change the truth," said Jonathan coldly.

Vera turned around, smiling charmingly at Jonathan: "I didn't expect Top-Sky House's master to be so different! If Mr. Wang felt bad, he could take care of me, and I'd be happy. With a man of Mr. Wang's position, wouldn't it be normal to have a few more women?"

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