Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte
Chapter 311
"Stop the nonsense." Rick came to his senses and looked at Avery, "Even if I'm willing, are you willing to tarnish your woman's image?"
"What's the big deal? She's dead anyway." Avery lit a cigarette and stretched his hand out the window to flick the ash. "Don't you want to repulse our families? It's one thing to put on a show, but if we were to get married in private..."
"I'm fine with anything," Rick said with a smile.
"You are really meek. It's boring."
"We are both sheep in wolf clothing."
Avery was stunned. He threw the cigarette away and gave Rick a look through the rearview mirror. He enunciated, "I like it."
Rick wore a gentle smile on his face. He looked sincere and handsome, his expression showed hints of resignation.
Soon.
Avery's car stopped in front of Fuller Residence. It was his first time here. He looked at the English-style dome and complimented, "It's beautiful. It's really beautiful. So rich, so very rich. What do you think, Rick?"
"I can't afford it," Rick replied concisely.
Avery laughed, "Come on, let's take a look inside." Avery led Rick through the small garden, and it took them ten minutes to walk from the parking spot to the main entrance.
An ordinary person's front yard was only so big, but the garden was large enough as it was without including the porch. One could easily imagine the floor space and total value of this property. Avery mused while shaking his head, 'I could never afford a property in his own territory, let alone this mansion in River City.'
Honestly, it was a bit exaggerated to say he couldn't afford it. After all, he owned a big company assuming he could afford a mansion under the premise of cash flow.
"I suddenly thought of a joke," Rick said.
"Hmm?" Avery was curious.
What would Rick's joke look like?
River City, 50 million is only enough to pay the down payment of a luxury condominium with a courtyard. If your friend happens to have
down payment. Your words are too upsetting. I don't even have a fifty million deposit,"
and built a long-term, stable trading network. If he didn't come to River City for Irena's sake, he might
thank the owner of this
pushed open
room, Charlotte and Sheryl were working on a puzzle. Two of them crouching on the carpet
and Mrs. Fuller Senior. Raina was absent, but the scene looked happy and pleasant, causing
Mrs. Fuller Senior and handed it to her. "Madam, since it's our first meeting, I was unsure what to gift you. I heard you like this, so I hope
was a small piece of amber
of amber was rare and it belonged to a priced
surprised. "You look young, but I didn't expect you to be
not a professional, I selected this based on my
boomed with laughter,
spend too much, but compared to just
box to Mrs. Fuller Senior. "I heard that
to craft
one day. When did Rick order it? Why did he
looked thoughtfully
you so much." Mrs. Fuller Senior clutched the box
explain further. After smiling at Mrs. Fuller Senior,
the living room.
then, there were only
room.
is to inform everyone that under strict monitoring, we have confirmed that Christopher has succeeded in hypnosis. We found a psychiatrist to perform a second
your plan?" Charlotte
said proudly, "Hence I'm here to discuss the matter with you guys. We will pretend to sever our relationship first, then I'll ask the psychiatrist to hypnotize Rick to forget about our plan and me. That
Under such circumstances, Christopher would definitely use hypnosis on Rick. It wouldn't have any effect at
have inquired about this matter. Once we use hypnosis on a person for the second time, the knowledge from the first
that?" Charlotte
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