Chapter 142, Guilty

Lafayette Restaurant, 36th floor.

Bella and Uriah sat by the window.

In front of them was an exquisite sirloin steak with a glass of red wine next to it.

The two of them held knives and forks and dined gracefully, just like before.

Surprised, curious, or puzzled gazes were passed around.

Bella didn’t seem to see it, with an elegant smile on her lips, and her eyebrows were full of happiness.

It seems that the report on Toutiao’s front page is purely gossip and has no impact on her.

But…

“Uriah, I didn’t expect you to have a scandal one day.”

She picked up her glass, wagging her fingers, looking at Uriah with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Uriah picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and there was a sense of extravagance from the inside out.

He looked up at her. “If there are reporters, there will be rumors.”

The smile on the corner of Bella’s mouth was wide, but the coldness in her eyes

was even greater.

Who does not know that anyone in this world can have a scandal, that is, a person can not have.

This person is Uriah.

Now, he told her that if there were reporters, there would be an affair.

How dare all the reporters die after so many years?

“Do you think I will believe this reason?”

“You can choose not to believe it.”

Bella’s smile fell a little bit.

Uriah took the glass and shook it.

Bella’s fingers that fell on the table curled up, then clenched.

“Uriah, I realized that I’ve never seen through you.”

fell on her

heart like a sharp

and her eyes dodged subconsciously.

to have seen through her heart, reminding

Verne kissed her.

knew he couldn’t

looked at it as if he knew.

the corners of her mouth slightly, and curved her confident and elegant smile, “You will always be interested in me if

into her eyes, dark eyes deep, “Is

“Of course.”

Bella to the hotel and

looked at the departing car and opened

of sweat.

was as difficult as ascending

But!

and

doesn’t have to

it is he who should be guilty now, and his Uriah’s heart is now on

District.

packed up

the door was opened and

saw him, his

before, hating that iron was not steel, but turned around to clean

putting Ronan in the

didn’t feel anything. As usual, he swaggered over and said,

moment and continued to

walked into the study.

days ago, he came back home to

the enamel porcelain plate, he knew that

old man would donate this thing to

museum!

he

man sold the land and the house, and all

didn’t leave half a penny for

someone hadn’t bought his Embroidery secret at a high price, he wouldn’t have stepped into the house.

went into the study and

where the old

it

looked for an enamel porcelain plate, he saw the book, the secret of Embroidery passed down from generation to generation in the family.

was a waste book at the time, how could he think that someone would pay millions to buy this book.

he finds this book and gives it to that

come?

Ronan couldn’t

inside, shook his head, and took the tape to

ran out, “Where’s

said without raising his

“What!”

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