  "It's really just a misunderstanding, Ms. Jones. If you really like that bedding set, then take it. I'll wait for a while. It doesn't matter."

  

      Sarah Scott seemed frightened by Deacon Anderson's eyes, and only spoke softly.

  

      This is her usual method.

  

      The one in front of the man is weak and innocent.

  

      Chonen White laughed lowly upon hearing this.

  

      This woman is really showing off her tea art all the time. five.c

  

      "What are you? What I like, do you need it?" Chonen White rolled his eyelids coldly, mocking unceremoniously.

  

      Sarah Scott's face suddenly turned pale.

  

      Almost missed the teeth.

  

      How dare this woman humiliate her like this?

  

      "Huetts Jones!" Ronald Huston was also a little angry, but before he could speak, Deacon Anderson stood in front of Chonen White.

  

      Two people, fac

  Chonen White, who was already afraid of the cold, subconsciously posted it up.

  

      Calder Williams, who had just laid on the bed, noticed something strange and quickly lifted the covers.

  

      A weak and boneless woman was lying tightly on his chest at this moment.

  

      The slender fingers poked inside along the hem of his clothes.

  

      The cold touch made Calder Williams gasp, but the woman on her body was very satisfied with the scorching temperature, and her palms reached up even more.

  

      Calder Williams came back to his senses and grabbed her rough hand.

  

      There was a trace of coldness in the dark eyes.

  

      "Cold..." The woman lying on top of him seemed a little dissatisfied with his actions.

  

      He muttered something.

  

      There was a bit of nasality in that voice.

  

      But it made Calder Williams feel inexplicably

  "This..." The salesperson really had a headache, glanced at Sarah Scott, and continued.

  

      "That...Ms. Scott just looked at it at the beginning, and didn't pay a deposit in advance, so strictly speaking, it's not a...reservation."

  

      "Although I didn't pay the deposit, I asked you to reserve it for me." Sarah Scott opened his lips.

  

      Salesperson: "If we don't have a deposit in advance, we generally don't reserve it for customers."

  

      "Ronald..." Upon hearing this, Sarah Scott quickly looked at Ronald Huston beside him, and tugged at his sleeves, "I really like that set of bedding."

  

      "Communicate with that customer, as long as he is willing to give up the item, I can compensate him double the price." Ronald Huston said in a deep voice.

  

      "This..." There was a little hesitation on the waiter's face.

  

      "Don't embarrass her, I! No! Yes! Yes!" At this moment, a somewhat lazy voice suddenly sounded.

  

      Sarah Scott froze when she heard the voice.

  

      When I looked up, it was as if I saw a ghost, and I took several steps back.

  

      "...Huetts?" Ronald Huston was also stunned, looking at the woman in front of him, he called out with some uncertainty.

  

      Huetts?

  

      Hearing this name, Chonen White couldn't help lowering his head and laughing.

  

      But that smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

  

      She really hates this name!

  

      But Ronald Huston was still dazzled by her smile.

  

      He had never seen such a smile on Huetts Jones' face.

  

      She used to be gentle and cautious.

  

      But now she is smiling recklessly and flamboyantly.

  

      Feel like a charming fox.

  

      Every move has a captivating charm.Regret

  

      "You're not Huetts Jones, she's already..." Sarah Scott came back to her senses at this moment, and subconsciously wanted to say that Huetts Jones was dead.

  

      But when she thought of Ronald Huston standing beside her, she immediately swallowed the words.

  

      "I'm Huetts Jones, and I'm back to kill you!" Chonen White deliberately lowered his voice, staring at Sarah Scott with burning eyes.

  

      Sarah Scott's heart trembled, and she almost went limp.

  

      Fortunately, Ronald Huston next to her supported her.

  

      Then he stood sideways in front of her.

  

      Frowning, he looked at Huetts Jones in front of him.

  

      "Sarah is timid, don't scare her."

  

      And Sarah Scott also seems to have found the

  

      Like a mountain, he tightly grabbed Ronald Huston's arm.

  

      "Cowardly? Cowardly people will hire murderers?" Chonen White snorted faintly.

  

      When Sarah Scott heard this, the hand holding Ronald Huston's arm tightened again.

  

      "What nonsense are you talking about? How could Sarah do such a thing?" Ronald Huston retorted without thinking.

  

      "That's because you're blind." Chonen White was a little annoyed by the headache.

  

      Now seeing such two big grievances again, it is that he has not restrained his temper in the slightest.

  

      "You..." Ronald Huston's face was very gloomy.

  

      It seems that this attitude of Chonen White is very strange.

  

      This person was obviously obedient to his words at the beginning.

  

      How dare you speak to him in such a tone now?

  

      "At the beginning, you didn't want anything and insisted on leaving, so don't take your grievances on Sarah now!" Ronald Huston frowned and looked at Chonen White.

  

      Chonen White's eyelids rolled at his words.

  

      "You don't think I'm jealous of you, do you?" Chonen White understood what he meant.

  

      Ronald Huston pursed his lips and did not respond.

  

      But that look said it all.

  

      Chonen White suddenly laughed.

  

      "I probably shouldn't scold you, because I, who lost my memory, are probably more blind than you."

  

      How could he endure so much humiliation for so many years for such a big grievance?

  

      "You return the set of supplies that Sarah fancy. If you want compensation, the request I promised you at the beginning is still valid."

  

      Ronald Huston felt that what Chonen White said now was because he was jealous of Sarah Scott, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

  

      Just ordered as always.

  

      During the three years when Chonen White lost his memory, this was the way they got along with each other.

  

      He is like a high-ranking master.

  

      And she was just a maid she picked up by chance.

  

      But she's not Huetts Jones anymore!

  

      "You should save your little money for eye treatment." Chonen White glanced at Sarah Scott coldly, then turned and prepared to leave.

  

      She was afraid that if she stayed a little longer, she wouldn't be able to help but directly attack her here.

  

      "Don't be willful!" However, when Chonen White passed by Ronald Huston, the other party suddenly grabbed her wrist.

  

      He frowned and reprimanded.

  

      "Let go!" Chonen White glanced at Ronald Huston's claws on his wrist.

  

      have endured

  

      I couldn't help but want to cut it off.

  

      "Don't want money, are you out of your mind?" Ronald Huston directly ignored the disgust in Chonen White's eyes.

  

      Chonen White's head hurt even more, and his eyes darkened.

  

      This claw should be cut off!

  

      "What are you doing?" Then at this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came.

  

      It's Deacon Anderson.

  

      Seeing someone touching his little cousin, he hurriedly stepped forward and dragged him back.

  

      "Don't you want your claws?" Deacon Anderson stared at Ronald Huston in front of him with a serious face.

  

      Dare to touch his little cousin?

  

      "Deacon Anderson?" Ronald Huston recognized the person in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

  

      How did he end up with Huetts Jones?

  

      And judging by his attitude, it seems that his relationship with Huetts Jones is not normal.

  

      "You know me?" Ronald Huston knew Deacon Anderson, but Deacon Anderson didn't know him.

  

      Deacon Anderson usually likes to hang out, and he is also a well-known playboy in Ontario.

  

      Ronald Huston has always kept himself clean and never went to those boring parties.

  

      Therefore, although the two are expensive upstarts in Ontario, they have never met in private.

  

      Ronald Huston knew him and saw him from a distance at a friend's party.

  

      "Since you know me, you dare to touch my people? Are you tired of working?" Deacon Anderson raised his eyebrows coldly.

  

      "Your people?" Ronald Huston heard this, and a dark light flashed across his eyes.

  

      His eyes also turned to Chonen White behind him.

  

      It's just that Chonen White didn't notice his eyes, and just took out a disinfectant tissue, and carefully wiped the wrist that Ronald Huston just touched.

  

      Ronald Huston watched her move, his face was ashen.

  

      Did she... virus him?

  

      "Mr. Anderson, this is just a misunderstanding. We didn't know that Ms. Jones was yours." Sarah Scott hurriedly said something, fearing that Ronald Huston and Deacon Anderson would conflict. five.c

  

      Ms. Jones?

  

      Deacon Anderson glanced back at Chonen White upon hearing this address.

  

      "I don't think there was any misunderstanding, but they made me unhappy." Chonen White was not so good-tempered.

  

      "Are you still making her unhappy?" Deacon Anderson couldn't hold back when he heard this.

  

      This is the little princess that everyone in their family holds in their hands.

  

      No one dared to make her unhappy.

  

      Now these two short-sighted people dare to mess with their little princess?

"It's really just a misunderstanding, Ms. Jones. If you really like that bedding set, then take it. I'll wait for a while. It doesn't matter."
  
      Sarah Scott seemed frightened by Deacon Anderson's eyes, and only spoke softly.
  
      This is her usual method.
  
      The one in front of the man is weak and innocent.
  
      Chonen White laughed lowly upon hearing this.
  
      This woman is really showing off her tea art all the time. five.c
  
      "What are you? What I like, do you need it?" Chonen White rolled his eyelids coldly, mocking unceremoniously.
  
      Sarah Scott's face suddenly turned pale.
  
      Almost missed the teeth.
  
      How dare this woman humiliate her like this?
  
      "Huetts Jones!" Ronald Huston was also a little angry, but before he could speak, Deacon Anderson stood in front of Chonen White.
  
      Two people, facing each other.
  
      There is a faint smell of sparks in the air.
  

Chapter 7 The things I like, do I need you?