After sending the children to the kindergarten, Sylvia walked to the roadside as usual to take the bus to Gucci for work. Arthur drove the car over, rolled down the window and ordered her. "Sylvia, get in the car."
"No need." Sylvia turned around and said indifferently. She kept walking forward.
"Sylvia, stop." Arthur was angry. This woman really didn't know how to show appreciation.
"Mr. Bridgewater, what do you want to do?" Sylvia had to stop and looked at him dissatisfied.
Why did this man yell at her? She didn't owe him anything!
"Get in the car, I have something to tell you." Arthur ordered with a condescending look.
Sylvia frowned and was about to refuse when a white light flashed. It seemed that paparazzi had discovered them.
She had no choice but to open the car door and hide in, so as not to be photographed by them having affairs with Arthur in public.
Recently, there have been enough scandals about her and Arthur.
"What's the matter? Tell me." She asked straightforwardly after sitting down.
But Arthur didn't reply to her words, he just looked forward with sharp eyes, started the car and rushed forward.
After a few sharp turns, he got rid of the following media and drove the car into traffic.
"Mr. Bridgewater, what's the matter with you?" Sylvia asked immediately.
"Can't I take you back to the company?" Arthur became impatient and replied angrily.
"That's not necessary, I can't bear it." Sylvia looked at the scenery outside, "If this is the case, then please drive away next time and ignore me."
Arthur looked at her cold face, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
This woman really knows how to pretend!
If she knew that he was planning to remarry her for Chris and Hendrick, she might be so happy.
She picked up.
"Sylvia, where are you? I've been waiting for you on the third floor of the Crown Hotel for ten minutes." Arthur's deep words sounded, full of questioning and dissatisfaction.
Sylvia was startled.
Oh no, Arthur asked her this morning to meet him at the Crown Hotel at 12:10 noon, saying he had something to say to her.
She completely forgot!
"Mr. Bridgewater, I'm sorry, I'm delayed with something. I'll be there soon. Just a moment." She put down the phone and looked at it. It was already twelve twenty, which made him wait for ten minutes. minutes.
She is indeed very courageous to make this King of Hell wait for her.
She hurriedly took her cell phone and hurried away.

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