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.

exercise, and starts writing at ten o'clock in the morning. He writes for eight hours. He has a schedule table on the wall, from which you

"I see."

she worked harder, she

later,

beautiful manor of classic

leading to the manor beside which were green trees. Beautiful sunset fell from the gaps in the

large piece of green grass. A Lamborghini was parked in front

brown suit,

stood by the

remember

is the Attorney General of New

"He has a daughter named Lydia, who

he didn't like the

be here soon, you guys can get to

here tonight too. With

a sip of tea and looked up at him, "You'll decide if you like her. I will

and freedom were all that Jill pursued in

He wouldn't force Tristan.

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