“I’ve learned my lesson, Mr. Nicholson. Please forgive me!”

As a biracial, Rosalind was inherently much more curvaceous than most Qustians. Thus, her bootylicious figure was fully displayed when she kneeled by Kingsley’s legs.

“Why are you apologizing to me?” Kingsley looked down at her. “I’m not the one who fired you.”

“I’ll do anything if you can forgive me! I can’t lose this job, Mr. Nicholson!”

“Anything? Like what?”

In response, Rosalind looked up at Kingsley with fathomless, pleading eyes. “Whatever you want. I can even spend the night with you!”

With that, she even raised her chest, showing her impressive mountains to Kingsley.

The white dress shirt underneath her fitting suit skirt set was so tight that it looked like the buttons on her chest might give way at any second, and now that she raised her chest, she successfully attracted every man’s attention.

“Huh, spend the night with me?” Well, every man but Kingsley, for he merely took a plain glance at her and snorted. “You’re not worthy enough yet!”

“My God…” The men in the store were all already green-eyed when a seductive, bootylicious, biracial beauty threw herself at Kingsley, and yet he couldn’t care less about her!

Just how high of a standard did this man have?!

Kingsley spared no more glances at Rosalind after that, leaving indifferently under everyone’s envious and admiring gazes…

After exiting the store, Reene couldn’t contain her curiosity anymore, and she asked, “Kingsley, what in the world is going on? How can you afford to buy so many rings?”

To that, he shrugged and used Cecilia as his cover. “Ask her!”

Reene, but his mission

worry or drag them into it, so he had to

come up with so many

under Reene’s dubious gaze. “Um… You see, I paid

all?!” Reene exclaimed with shock. “Where did you get all the money

Larson Family and Wynn Family’s influences were on par—both second-class

no way was her bestie

“My

Carter Family paid

the rings out of her bag hurriedly. “I can’t possibly

once. “Since it’s from Miss Larson, you should just keep

The Carters are so rich; why not spend

then. I’ll get you something when the time

these rings for nothing, but she didn’t

she decided to return Cecilia something comparably priced after

gaze before changing the subject with a chortle. “By the way, Reene, who’s this guy

of President Kean of Kean

at you. Kean Corporation has been riding high lately, and I heard Mr. Kean is a talented young man who studied abroad!” Cecilia held Reene’s arm excitedly.

……

of the most exclusive hotels in Cleapolis. Located in the central business district, the 66-floored hotel was also arguably

spending on a meal there was up to six figures, and anyone who wasn’t rich or noble

that dining at Ramada signified a person’s identity and

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