Chapter 131 He is so moody. Did you let other man touch you?

As he heard her words, Matthew's pupils suddenly shrank severely. Then the woman turned her head back and left without hesitation holding another man's arm in front of him. "But I found that it was just my wishful thinking.

Let bygones be bygones.

Thank you, Mr. Frank, for your former kindness."

She left. And the wind happened to blew in. Matthew felt that the wind went through his whole chest.

It is said that there will be someone you meet, who is just like unintentional flow through your room, but finally causing you a severe flash flood.

However, Matthew did not believe in this. He felt that those were just beautiful encounters imagined by poets, and there would not be so many amazing and regrettable moments in this world.

He didn't believe it. How could a flow through his room cause a flash flood?

But now, he was really engulfed by a huge wave, and he realized that he had missed Sonia for his life. Quincy stood behind Matthew with his dark eyes. He kept staring at Sonia's back until her figure disappeared.

Queenie sent a message to Sonia to tell her that she had arrived at her company. She didn't want her to worry about her. Then she put away her phone and stared at the man in front of her.

Jarvis was looking at her with a meaningful smile. He was sitting on the sofa, wearing a shirt on his upper body, and his cuffs were not buckled up, just casually revealing his wrist. The hem of his shirt was tied into his suit pants. Jarvis held his chin and looked at Queenie. His amber eyes seemed to be shining. Queenie felt extremely uncomfortable being stared by him like this. "President Yates, what can I do for you?"

After a long time, Jarvis slowly spoke up: "What coffee did you buy me?"

"... Nestle."

"Throw it away and buy me another one."

Queenie was in Jarvis's private mansion. He called her to come over, just to let her make a cup of coffee for him again.

Queenie looked Jarvis in his eyes which seemed to be showing a subtle smile. "President Yates, we only have Nestle for now."

Jarvis slightly raised up his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. "Isn't there a coffee machine?"

"The coffee machine broke down a while ago."

"How?"

"Have you forgotten?

fight with me." Queenie said with a calm face." And then the coffee machine in the living room was smashed." "... I forgot." Jarvis never kept this kind of thing in mind. After hearing Queenie's explanation, he seemed to remember a little. "Then you are

was the one who smashed it."

Jarvis still remained no expressions on his

came here for

you saying that I'm

didn't dare to say that." Queenie immediately changed her expression. "Don't worry about this, President Yates.

as Jarvis used to use. Turns out it will cost her 88888 dollars.

Just kill me!

is it so

the purchase with a heartache. Then she looked up

about my

would be sent from this city, and it will arrive

want to drink coffee

hell

to serve. "What do you want me

me grind

temper because Jarvis added: "Go to grind those coffee beans

directly. "President Yates,

of pure American coffee for Jarvis. This fellow finally drank it slowly. He curled up on the sofa, took a look at Queenie who was standing in front of him, and wrinkled his eyebrows. "Get out of my way. You are blocking me from

back her anger. She said with a hippie smile: "President Yates, how do

lift his eyelids. "It depends on my

Where's the knife?

She needs a knife!

to cut

on her neck with his sharp

Queenie with a subtle smile: "You really have been living a rich life recently, haven't you?" Hearing him say so without any context, Queenie

throat. There was a charming and ambiguous atmosphere between them,

that she could not

which

man's fingers wiped heavily over her lips and wiped off a large part of

smiled. "How dare

your hand. If you want me

comfort me, I will cheer up. After all I don't dare to make you feel sorry for

sat back on the sofa. After a long time, he finally spoke up

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