"Mya, can you make me a glass of milk?"

Finnley's voice came from the study, Mya paused the play, remembering how he blocked the wine bottle for her, she got up and answered, "Okay, I'll do it now."

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Mya brought him the milk. “It's warm, have it." She was not a gentle person unless facing him.

"Thanks."

In the following time, Finnley said that he got hungry or thirsty, or felt uncomfortable somewhere, asking Mya to massage his shoulders. Or he said the wound on his back was itchy and asked her to apply the anti-inflammatory drug for him...

"Hey, you just don’t want me to watch my series, right?" Mya asked while packing the medicine box. She had this feeling that he did it on purpose.

Finnley was exposed, yet remained calm. "Of course not." He denied it. Mya glanced at him but didn't bother to argue. She turned around and left with the medicine box.

She walked into the master bedroom and locked the door, lying on the bed and continuing to watch the drama.

bed, she sniffed it carefully and found it

night, in Roxy

the computer, sitting at the desk, checking the status quo of the

usual. Many companies had a large number of products

off the building

of the company

Jennifer remains confident in the future of Marsh Group because both

time, she took notes with a pen, studying and analyzing

to bed, Ivan called

a glass of red wine, whispered how

them and had

the president of Marsh Group.

and reminded him, "This is between us. Don't let anyone know, not even

opened the note suspiciously and

all Leslie's ex-wives. The address may not be 100%

with Marsh Group. When the

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