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Chapter 115
Chapter 115
Chapter 115: Isn’t that person Jackson?
She never bothered him or influenced him.
But at that moment, she wanted him to stay.
Urgent to think.
So, her pride was thrown away by her, and she humbly let him stay.
However, in the face of her humility, his eyes that did not rise and fall gave her a blow.
He said, You’re tired.
Ha ha.
Where is she tired.
It was he who was reminding her not to mess around and not to be ignorant.
Heh… heh…
The driver got out of the car, raised his umbrella over Uriah’s head, and opened the door for him.
Uriah sat in, and the driver hurriedly put away his umbrella and got in the car, starting the car.
The car quickly left the hotel.
The rain is still falling, it’s raining heavily.
The crash covered many sounds in the city.
Uriah leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, a face appeared in front of him like a devil.
Stubborn, angry, a pair of clear eyes looked at him with hatred, like a fist hitting his heart.
He opened his eyes, pupil contraction, and the pitch black in his eyes was stained with cold.
Alva。
Alva and Jackson are eating steak at a French restaurant.
Jackson looked at her with a gentle look in his eyes, “It seems like we haven’t officially dated yet.”
Alva thought about it, not really.
Nodding, “No.”
Jackson bent his lips, “When you have time, let’s have a good date.”
Alva was a little helpless, “The company is developing a new brand, and time is very tight, and I may not have time to date.”
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Jason already said to turn it in in three days.
Time is tight.
Jackson smiled bitterly, “Don’t you have time on the weekend?”
Alva smiled, “Yes, I can squeeze in time.”
He was her fiancé, and he loved her, but she couldn’t ignore his
feelings just because he loved her.
“Okay.”
The two had lunch, and Jackson took Alva back to the company.
Alva got out of the car and Jackson followed.
“Go back and do your work. I may work overtime tonight, so I won’t have dinner with you.”
“Okay, call me when you get off work, and I’ll pick you up.”
“Well.”
Alva went in, and Jackson watched her until she disappeared from sight before turning to get in the car.
Start the car and leave.
And as soon as he left, a car stopped where he had just parked, and the window was lowered to reveal Ambrose’s handsome face.
He looked at the car in front of him and frowned slightly.
Did he just read it right, Jackson?
Uriah’s good friend.
Why is he here?
Alva’s favor is that at night, the lights are on all over Paris.
If you stand on a high-rise building and look down, you will be shocked.
Because it’s so beautiful.
At this moment, Jackson stood on the stage of the Grand Theater of Music, speaking fluent French to the person in charge next to him.
When he spoke, he pointed to the venue from time to time, and the person in charge next to him listened carefully, then nodded.
Soon, his phone rang, and he said something to the person beside him and left with the phone.
“Hey.”
“The house is found, it’s very close to AK, a ten-minute drive.”
“Okay, thank you.”
“Hehe, are you going to settle down in Paris?”
“It depends. I’ll treat you to a drink after these two days are over.”
“No problem!”
Hanging up the phone, Jackson looked at the time, it was almost six o’clock.
He frowned, so quickly.
Alva must not have eaten.
He immediately went out and went to a America restaurant.
Half an hour later, the car was parked in AK, and Jackson called Alva.