In a certain car heading here, Claire was sitting next to Mr. Wilson. She turned to look at the scenery outside the window and suddenly remembered something.

How was she going to thank Tristan? She didn't even have his number. He came from Arkpool City, but would he return to Arkpool City?

He was sitting in a Lamborghini, so he must live here, right? At least he can't be traveling here.

Claire didn't like owing people. She wouldn't be able to enjoy herself without thanking Tristan properly.

She owed Tristan a big favor.

If it weren't for him, she would have been taken away by the American police, and she would be locked somewhere now.

"Claire, how's your income recently?" Mr. Wilson's concerned voice pulled her back from her thoughts.

Claire replied modestly, "I sold a few small copyrights, and they are being filmed. I'm lucky this year."

“You are young and creative. You know what young people prefer. Good job, keep going!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wilson, for your encouragement. I will study your work and improve myself. I believe that I will gain a lot from meeting Mr. Burton today too."

"Even if you can't improve your writhing in a minute, I am sure you will get the spirit." Mr. Wilson told her.

and starts writing at ten o'clock in the morning. He writes for eight

"I see."

was greatly inspired. If she worked harder, she could write two books at the

later, they

manor of

Beautiful sunset

at the end of which was a large piece of green grass. A Lamborghini was parked in front of the castle. The huge retro living room was lit

Jill, in a brown suit, appeared at the corner of

the sofa and met

you remember Mr.

the Attorney General of

the sofa. Jill said, "He has a daughter named Lydia,

meant. Although he didn't like the

you guys

here tonight too. With many people here, it won't

at him, "You'll decide if you like her. I will never

all that Jill

He wouldn't force Tristan.

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