She looked at him with amusement.

This man, sometimes like a child, needs coaxing.

“I'm going up." She emphasized.

"Hmm." He finally let go of her face, his face still not looking too good. Joyce couldn't think of anything more to say and hurried into the Emperor Hotel.

When you get upstairs, room 8808.

The door to the suite was open, and just as I approached, I smelled a strong odor of alcol.

Joyce's long eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, speeding up her steps to approach the suite.

Bobby had never met Joyce in person, but having seen the photos posted online, he recognized them immediately.

"Ms. Knowles, you're finally here, thanks so much."

Joyce frowned, looking inside the suite living room, there are bottles everywhere, a glance over, there are seven or eight red wine bottles lying across the floor.

Not to mention that the stomach can

on the floor,

him and turned him

hit her nose and almost choked

originally a handsome and elegant face, now his face is red, like allergies, covered with a fine red

like they thought they were looking at it

to see me, four years,

drink. Joyce slapped the bottle out of his

Justin,

for, close by,

white sweater, her chest rose and fell smoothly, and he could even

It's really Joyce?

greedily at her features, not letting go

her, he suddenly retracted his hand. The whole person seemed to be struck by fierce lightning and suddenly came to

have the face

have no

Otis for 3 billion, and Otis used the money for the

the one who destroyed her home with his own hands, and he is the one who put

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