I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Matysh knew Luke was the one who sent the car, but he was unhappy with Marcos' explanation.

“No way. Tell that kid that I want the chauffeur to follow me around,” Matysh said in an overbearing manner. He was unconcerned that his target was Luca and she had something going on with Luke.

Bill would take care of it, after all.

Marcos knew why Matysh did not agree to his arrangements and said, “The chauffeur I've hired drives a Rolls-Royce too."

As a big city with a booming economy, A City had never been short of wealthy people. That was why it was easy to rent a Rolls-Royce here.

Mandy, who was listening to their conversation, was secretly surprised.

How easy it was for them to rent a Rolls-Royce. It seemed like her Russian friend was right. Matysh's family was rich.

It was a pity that she could never have the chance to marry into such a wealthy family. She could only seize the chance to curry favor with Matysh.

Matysh frowned. He wanted to throw a tantrum, but Marcos' arrangements were perfect for him. He had no reason to be mad at him.

"Miss, those eyes of yours look familiar to me..." Marcos' gaze fell on Mandy.

Mandy stood up straight and held her head up high. She even tucked her hair behind her ears. Her heart skipped a beat when the man's gaze fell on her.

"That's just your imagination. Is there anything you want to tell me?" Matysh said impatiently.

“No. I'm going back to pack my stuff." Marcos refused to stay for another second here. He hated the strong smell of the perfume on Mandy's body.

"Get lost. Stop bothering me," Matysh took a sip of the red wine with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Marcos turned around and left without looking at Mandy.

Mandy could not help but step forward, looking at his tall figure from behind.

gestures, then he frowned and asked, "What

back to her senses. She knew that Matysh was a ruthless man, so she dared not to admit that she was charmed by Marcos. She explained, "I'm going

not say

and Mandy quickly closed the door. She headed to the sofa, sat down, and snuggled up to Matysh. Then, she asked, “Mr. Matysh,

"No," Matysh denied it.

was startled for a moment, then asked,

Russian, she could understand the language. After all, she had lived abroad for some time and could

narrowed his eyes and asked, "You

I don't know how to speak Russian. I know a lot of people..."

my nephew," Matysh said disdainfully. Marcos was nothing but a tool to

brows slightly furrowed. Why did it sound like things were way more complicated than

Marcos

Marcos did not put on the earphones this time. He was worried as he looked at his boss,

to his bedroom. Matysh said that he had the blood of

her a lowlife... The day would come when he would make them regret

behind and shook his head helplessly. Marcos had been enduring all these alone ever since. He truly hoped that someone could stand by Marcos' side and

he would

suddenly called

is there anything you need?”

invited to his suite who

Andy picked up his phone and

to the villa, parked the car, and got out of the car

Marcos, he did not drink a

garden's lights on as the two of them had gone out. It gave off an entirely different atmosphere to see the pale yellow lights on

Luke slightly frowned.

too much and that was why he felt uncomfortable. She asked in a soft voice, "Mr. Crawford, are you feeling

beer. But I can smell the alcohol now and it's disgusting," Luke frowned and explained. The beer was not expensive, but he enjoyed drinking it with Marcos and

he could not get

tea to relieve your