Billionaire's One Night Stand by RA

"I can't remember that I have such a hidden friend." Zayn sneered.

The man did not answer his question, but said in English with a foreign accent, "In America, enemies are friends. Mr. Ali needn't care about this."

"Are you the one from the Yellow International?" Zayn's brain was spinning very fast. He thought of something and frowned in shock.

"I always like to make friends." The man on the phone was like a person who came down from a high place. "Is Mr. Ali willing to cooperate with me?" A cold light flashed in Zayn's eyes.

"Mr. Ali wants Chloe." The man said, "And I want Aman to divorce and marry his fiancee. We will take what we need. I think Mr. Ali has no reason to refuse." Zayn clenched his fists.

The man on the phone said, "Don't worry.

I have arranged everything else. At the critical time, Mr. Ali can cooperate with me..."

Zayn smoked another cigarette and was silent for a while. "If you have anything to say, just tell me face to face. Send a bastard to pass on a message to me. I don't think you have any sincerity, Mr. Nangong?" On the other side, Frederick's face became even darker.

"Is that so?" The man laughed. "I thought that Frederick and Mr. Ali would be the son of a wealthy family in Zayn. Maybe he would pass a message on to you that your meet-and-greet was more friendly. So Mr. Ali doesn't like the people of the Dior family at all?"

"Then it depends on who it is. Is it enough to send a message to me?" Zayn stood up. "Since Mr. Nangong doesn't have this sincerity to talk, then I'll go first."

The person on the phone was silent for a moment.

When he was about to hang up, he said, "Wait."

.."Zayn narrowed his eyes.

"I just want to hold a small party. Since that's the case, then let's invite Mr. Ali over..." The man's voice sounded very well educated. He raised his voice and said to Frederick, "Then Frederick will take Mr. Ali here. We must treat our friends with etiquette. Don't neglect it."

After hearing what he said, Frederick stood up and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Ali."

In a red-wall castle on the top of a mountain at home, a man with a back view of a European noble stood in front of the retro window. He wore black trousers with the corner of his pants sticking into his black boots. A white gentleman scarf was turned over his neck, and the collar of his shirt blocked the lower outline of his face.

Just one side was enough to make people dare not to look straight at him...

He put down the phone with a pair of gloves and said to a foreign-looking housekeeper behind him, "Frederick will pick up Zayn. Let's get someone out to welcome him." "The Mr. Ali?"

"In this country, only the Ali Enterprises can give three sides to the Emperor family."

The corners of his mouth were unclear, and he had a foreign mixed-race face, but his eyes were black and white like the America's. He was handsome and mysterious. But as a America noble in Italian, he was never as gentle as he looked.

Only the Nangong family knew what he was good at and what he was afraid of.

"Got it. I'll send someone out to greet you," the foreign butler replied, but his body did not get up. "There's one more thing. Miss... has gone out."

"I'll give you one day. If you can't find me, you'll have an arm cut off."

..Yes."

answered and couldn't

who did not dare to raise his head, and walked in. "You should know that have no lack of servants. Until now, the housekeeper has changed more than a dozen

"...Understood."

face suddenly changed. "Then don't take anyone to look

The housekeeper and the servants in the room were so scared that they almost knelt down. The sudden evil and horrible roar of

when he would

everything to the original state,

the shallow

Young Master. You've worked

walked into the villa and glanced at him calmly. "Do you think that the matter of you hitting

again." Try not to say it out. The feeling of being expelled was still not very good, and he wanted to let Director be

that

"Yes."

and his lips

Peak', and made a phone call to the head of 'Weilian' to ask about the

"There's more?" Aman asked.

when he was

left, but it was not good to not answer. "Besides, Director has gone

not feeling well?" Aman remembered

and said, "Young Madam is very good. Young Master, please rest assured. He looks full

the corners

that we can continue to do

be useful for him to restrain

was browsing Weibo on her computer. There was a picture of Amam who kissed her

[Ah, it's too romantic...]

want to be Aman's eyelashes, at the

mobile phone and set it

"Knock, knock."

knocked twice, and Aman

Weibo and raised her head.

"What are

immediately cupped her face. "Really? Am

"Little fool."

her head away and did not dare to look at

made her feel like a lover who had not been close for half

"Well, I've said it."

behind, hugged him from

going to become a

hang it

get the information you want?" Aman looked at the little girl behind him, who was

raised her head and half of her face was on Aman's back. She was so cute that she puffed up a lump of flesh. "But Mr. Smith said that he only met my father last night, and... he also said

know if I told you, do you?" Aman raised his eyebrows. "I told you not to