Georgia had to get up and go open the door.

The 12-year-old Eason stood outside with an apple that he had bitten in his hand. He slowly raised his eyes and handed the apple to Georgia, "Sister, do you want an apple?"

“I don't eat apples! Don't knock on the door. I'm busy!" After the warning, Georgia slammed the door shut angrily.

The little boy who was rejected drooped his head, like he had done something wrong.

He liked his beautiful sister and wanted to be closer to her, but she always ignored him. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Georgia sat down at the window. Her phone rang, she looked at it, and quickly answered, "Hey, did you find it?"

"Ms. Clarke, Spencer is from old money. The wealth of his family is estimated to be tens of billions.” The person reported.

Georgia was shocked to hear that. “Tens of billions?"

"Yes, half a month ago, he bought a seaside villa which cost nearly 20 million.”

This changed Georgia's understanding of Spencer.

from the other side of the line then said, "He is a very casual person. We haven't found out his parents’ names. They may be abroad. In short, nothing could restrain him. He is

seemed that Mr. Marsh is related. But the team is still there. And some time ago they

find he was such

That was really weird!

girlfriend?" Georgia threw out

the information we have right now, he

mean he

around him recently. But before entering the showbiz, he never lacked women." The person said, “Changing girlfriends is like changing

about Spencer. That sounded like

she liked

that he frequently goes to?

was worried. Georgia smirked

her as a friend, “I'm afraid

charm? Just go find out what I want." After saying that, she hung up the phone

She had worked with countless young boys. But she had never met

capable of falling in love. She just

Spencer was the only man who touched

she had fantasized about being Mrs. Marsh. But that was

He

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