Chapter 99

Alvin was her life-saving straw. "No problem. I can always help you. But it depends on your performance when necessary." With a sly smile at the corners of his mouth,Alvin looked at the beauty in front of him lasciviously. Phoebe snorted, "Well, it depends on how you help me." After dinner, Alvin sent Phoebe home and then went to the company. In fact, the two were of the same trade. After all, Alvin was also running a jewelry store. It was really fate. Phoebe returned home, feeling tired. Although she had assigned the business to the shop manager. Her tiredness was self-evident. What happened last night was still vivid in her mind and body.She only hoped that what she had done would really help her without ruining her. If Tristan knew this, he would never look her way in the future. She threw away her bag, kicked off her shoes, and then threw herself on the bed. She sent a message to Alvin, "Don't talk nonsense about what happened yesterday, if you do, I will try every means to make yo