Billionaire Fall in Love with Me after ONS

“You forget it.” Nancy rolled her eyes at Suzanne, seemingly a little dissatisfied. “I can remember everything you told me. Why can’t you remember anything I told you?”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Suzanne was embarrassed by her words and stuck out her tongue. She looked very cute.

“He’s the rich second generation with a big family business,” Nancy explained. “Didn’t I bring a few magazines for you to see last time? The cover of Mr. Fashion’s eighth issue is him.”

“Mr. Fashion?” Suzanne frowned. She seemed to have some impression of him. He should be a tall, young man with an evil smile on his face. He had a pair of amorous eyes.

Amorous eyes!

As if thinking of something, Suzanne was shocked and took a deep breath. She turned her head stiffly to look at Nancy and tentatively asked, “Is he driving a very arrogant Bugatti Veyron?”

“Yes!” Nancy slapped the table and was very excited. Later, she thought something was wrong and said doubtfully, “Hey, is that sports car a Bugatti Veyron? No way! How can that kind of sports car have that kind of dazzling red color?”

“Ho ho.” Suzanne didn’t know what to say. Her face froze and she could only let out a hollow laugh.

The top sports car was not red, but who was Myron Follette?

What a rich second generation! His father was a famous rich man. Even if he wanted to paint his sports car dark green, no one would dare to say anything.

Remembering that the person Nancy was going to interview was Myron, Suzanne felt completely powerless.

Those wealthy gentlemen might seem to be having a good time with others, but they hated being interviewed and invited to variety shows the most. It was already doing the magazine a favor that he was invited to the magazine.

“Why did you choose him instead of anyone else?” Suzanne sighed and glanced at Nancy. “Did you put in a lot of effort to ask him out?”

“I’ve been busy with this in the past few months.” Nancy curled his lips and said unhappily, “It’s all because of Mr. Hook. He said that if Mr. Follette can participate in that entertainment program, the ratings of that episode must be very high.”

“I’m timid, but I don’t dare to talk back to Mr. Hook. I can only take the task and call Mr. Follette’s assistant every day. Because I call too often, his assistant doesn’t even want to talk to me.”

When Nancy said this, she shrugged. Obviously, she also felt that it was not good to harass him like this. “Then I didn’t call again until last week. I didn’t expect that Mr. Follette would agree.”

“He didn’t answer the phone for three months. Why did he agree so quickly?”

“I don’t know.” Nancy spread her hands, indicating that she didn’t know anything. “Oh, I remember what he said at the end of my call. Is your neck tender? How strange!”

Suzanne was stunned. She then lay on the table and laughed wildly. Her tears were about to burst out.

Silly girl, did he mean that he wanted to strangle her to death?

“What are you laughing at?” Nancy kicked Suzanne with her foot. She didn’t like the way Suzanne laughed and felt like a clown.

“It’s nothing. I just suddenly thought of a joke,” Suzanne said. She patted Nancy on the shoulder and tried to pretend to be kind. She said in a gentle tone, “I’ll go with you for tomorrow’s interview.”

“Really?” Nancy glanced at her suspiciously. “Don’t you still have several drafts that haven’t been sorted out? Will you be told off by Mr. Hook if you go out with me for a day? I’m very afraid.”

“Don’t worry. I’m the one being scolded.” Suzanne turned around. Her shoulder was shaking and her voice was trembling, as if she was holding back something. “I’m afraid that you’ll get lost.”

Nancy thought for a moment. That seemed to be the case. She was quite directionless. What if she couldn’t go to the right place and delayed the interview? It would be safer for Suzanne to go with her.

But why was Suzanne shaking her shoulder?

Nancy was very curious. She leaned forward and tried to stretch her head. As a result, she saw that Suzanne was covering her mouth with one hand. It seemed that she was laughing, and very happily at that.

“Suzanne Reid, you’re making fun of me!” Nancy immediately got angry. She threw herself onto Suzanne’s carpet and scratched her belly with all her might, looking angry. “Why are you laughing at me?”

“Ha ha, I…… I didn’t.” Suzanne twisted her waist and patted Nancy on the belly with her hand, determined not to let her play any more tricks. “Don’t scratch anymore. It’s so itchy!”

“I’m going to scratch you.” Nancy’s hands moved everywhere, not letting her have an easy time.

Later, they played in the small living room and didn’t go back to the room to sleep until eleven o’clock.

The next day, Suzanne got up and went to brush her teeth in the bathroom. When she saw her dark circles under her eyes in the mirror, she gritted her teeth and wiped them hard. She was angry.

It was all Nancy’s fault that she hadn’t slept well. She’d slipped into her room in the middle of the night and said that she was going to sleep. In the end, she’d been forced to listen to her blather for an hour.

After using the makeup powder to cover her dark circles, Suzanne finally felt better. She casually picked out a light colored cherry blossom lipstick and applied it. She then pursed her lips and walked out of the room with her bag in satisfaction.

“Hi, good morning!” Seeing Suzanne come out, Nancy, who was the chief culprit, greeted her with a smile. Her hair was tied in a bun wore and wore overalls. She looked as pure as a little girl.

Suzanne rolled her eyes at her to express her current mood.

“Don’t be angry!” Nancy took out a pair of black high heels from the shoe cabinet and handed them over to her. His face was full of flattery.

Seeing that Suzanne took the shoes and put them on, Nancy put on the white sneakers she washed and put in the shoe cabinet the day before yesterday. Then, she followed Suzanne and walked happily. It seemed that she was in a very good mood.

Nancy hadn’t got a driver’s license yet, so she naturally didn’t have a car. Suzanne, the only one with a car, parked the car in the parking lot of the TV station. It forced them to take the subway in the end. It took nearly 40 minutes for them to arrive at the TV station.

While Nancy was contacting the photographer and the driver, Suzanne sorted out the information. After making sure that the interview process tomorrow was flawless, she went to the break room to make a cup of coffee.

“Ah!”

Suzanne just sat down for less than a second, almost bounced and stood up from the chair, full of panic, because the shouting was too loud, resulting in the surrounding colleagues were looking towards her side.

“Suzanne, what’s wrong?” One of her colleagues found Suzanne was frightened and thought that a cockroach had appeared. She looked at Suzanne’s desk and asked with concern, “Are there any cockroaches?”

“No.” Suzanne squeezed out a smile.

Seeing her colleague move the chair back to work, the smile on her face disappeared. She pretended to tidy up her clothes and pulled out a small needle from behind her.

Seeing the small needle as fine as hair, Suzanne’s pretty face fell, and her expression was a little cold.

There was actually someone who inserted needles into her chair. This method was too vicious and obscene, wasn’t it?

When she thought of Karen Morgan’s arrogant look, she gritted her teeth with hatred and extreme anger.

“Suzanne!” Nancy ran over with a document in her arms. Her face was originally full of joy, but seeing Suzanne’s cold expression, she stopped in her tracks and cautiously asked, “What happened? You don’t look too good.”