The Woman From Hell

Chapter 665

Tyler nodded with a smile and found a seat, his posture lackadaisical.

Tyler was a man who would often appear in financial magazines, and because of his outstanding appearance, he was liked by many women. He was no less popular than celebrities.

There were quite a few ladies who recognized him and were somewhat excited. They did not even bother to do their work and rested their eyes on him.

Those who did not know who Tyler was asked softly," Who is this? What is his and Miss Lane's relationship?"

"He's Schuman Corporations' president, Tyler Schuman. He's Carlson Schuman's nephew."

"Are they cousins, then?"

"No way! Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"It's not really unheard of. Didn’t you hear that Miss Lane is Carlson's daughter? What’s so strange about that?"

I sent Fred a file with my phone, then stood up and looked at Tyler. "Let's go."

These guys could gossip however they wanted. I did not care, nor did I like to hear it. In that case, I could

to

French restaurant, sat down at a table, and ordered food. He looked at me and said faintly,"

nodded. "I've been too busy

asked with a smile, "You’re here for

of course," he replied, his

cast my eyes down. I smiled

to Whaldorf City?" he asked,

faintly. "I have no

frowned. "What about Munchkin's future? He can receive a much

hand and massaged my glabella, feeling a little irritated. "Can w e just have a meal together,

for another time. The future was so still so far away. What were we

eat and just watched me eat. I t was a very strange habit of

was too expensive. My one- month salary was very limited and I could not afford to go on a spendthrift. My meal today was all

restaurant, I looked up at the hot sun in the sky. To be honest, Zenon’s summer was so hot that it could

afternoon, so Tyler turned t o the restaurant with me and seemed to have no intention of

work, he came over and asked with a smile, "Shall I take you

seemingly asking for my permission. I looked at him sideways. "We'H go to the

the smile on his face