Sweet Revenge

Chapter 624

Chapter 624 What else can I do besides pampering

Simon’s warm lips gently touched Silvia’s collarbone, as if reminding her of the lingering last

might.

Silvia’s cheeks became hot immediately, and she raised her hand to push his face away.

“You have the nerve to say that!” She said to Simon.

This man had on his clothes and was cold and abstinent. At night, he was like a wolf that couldn’t get enough to eat. She stroked her waist and frowned subconsciously.

Simon, who was pushed away, smiled happily. Seeing her movement, he immediately started rubbing her hands.

“Why? did it hurt you?” He asked.

It was not just pain, she felt sore.

Silvia also knew that he was slackening his strength the previous night, and he tried his best to pay attention to her, but there was still a little bit too much to bear.

“Hmph!” In order to let him remember it long enough to prevent him from being more unscrupulous next time, she deliberately pretended to be angry.

“Did it really hurt you?” He suddenly picked her up with strength, and hugged her directly into his arms, supporting her front belly with one hand, and gently pinching the back of her waist with the

other hand.

Silvia was taken aback. She didn’t expect him to hug her, and subconsciously put her arms around

his shoulders.

“What are you doing?!” She asked.

“Atonement!” He said seriously.

The sense of proportion of his subordinates was excellent, and the slightly panting waist really

relieved a lot.

“Is it better?” Simon asked, looking up.

“Hmm

the ending sound was lengthened, she seemed to think about it seriously.

“Just a little bit!” Silvia replied.

He gestured with his fingers, indicating that there was really only a little bit, not much.

“Are

you

still angry?” He pressed his chin against her arm and asked gently.

If the employees of the Palmer Group saw this, their eyeballs would drop to the ground.

Is this their resolute and fearful big boss? He was like a little sheep that only wanted to be loved by

its master

Silvia was tickled by his rubbing, and while hiding her arms, she said.

“Don’t make trouble!”

After being disturbed by him, the phone almost dropped from her hand, and with a swipe of the

thumb, she finally clicked into the interface, and saw that the three requests to add friends were all

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The name was Miller

Frowning at the name, she subconsciously spat it out.

“What Miller?” Simon asked when he saw how she expressed herself.

Lifting her arm to block him, Silvia said helplessly.

“Oh, don’t make trouble!”

“Who is more important than me?!” He looked at the phone screen dissatisfied, squinting.

“Alaia Miller?” Simon asked.

Instead, Silvia stared at him with wide eyes.

“Yo, you know the person?” She asked.

As soon as Simon could smell the danger, he replied seriously.

“Mr. Miller’s daughter, I mentioned it to you before, by the way, you already know each other? Did she add you as a friend?” Simon asked.

“We don’t know each other yet,” Shaking her head, Silvia looked at him and said meaningfully.

“But it appears that you guys are familiar with each other, you can recognize her ID at a glance,” Silvia said to Simon, looking at him meaningfully.

Simon didn’t pay attention, he couldn’t hear the nonsense.

“Jealous?” Simon asked Silvia.

“Don’t change the subject!” Silvia replied.

He laughed quite happily, although he knew she was pretending to be angry, but he was still happy from the bottom of his heart.

He just liked to see her occasionally jealous little appearance, otherwise he would think that he was not as important to her as those lifeless plants based on the way she spent all day on the pile of

flowers and plants.

‘Didn’t I meet Mr Miller twice last month, and it happened that his daughter sent him a request, and I saw this account,” Simon replied.

Jokes aside, he still explained very seriously.

“The little girl’s profile picture is so gloomy, not many are like that,” Simon explained.

Glancing at him, Silvia looked down at the phone again, and he was right.

The profile picture was quite gloomy, it looked gray and not autumnal, click to see the big picture, it was a gloomy sky, as if it was about to pour rain, a little milk dog was snuggling up to a broken flower, no matter how you looked at it it looked helpless.

He heard that Ms. Miller was not old at all, maybe seventeen or eighteen years old. At this age, is like a flower, and she was a daughter of Mr. Miller It really didn’t match up.

And the additional information of this Ms. Miller’s friend application was even more awkward.

It was not a name, or a greeting like hello, but a skirt.

Obviously, straight to the point.

Silvia understood at a glance.

But Simon didn’t know. So he asked.

“What’s the meaning of the skirt?”

“I snatched her skirt,” Turning her face away, Silvia said quietly.

“You stole her…” Eyes widened, Simon asked and couldn’t react to her words for a moment.

What did she mean she snatched her skirt? Why was the skirt so rare for her to grab it?

Thinking of this, Simon immediately checked her up and down nervously.

“Did you fight her? Got into a fight? Are you injured?” He asked.

Silvia was speechless.

“What are you thinking? That’s not what I mean. She ordered a dress in a store, but… I bought it today,” Silvia replied. To cut a long story short, that’s what it meant.

She knew in her heart that the shopping guide in the store would definitely not admit her mistake, and would only draw fire on her. As for how to tell Alaia Miller, she didn’t know.

“That’s all?” After listening, Simon breathed a sigh of relief.

she

“It’s just a dress, as long as you didn’t fight her or steal it…” Simon replied.

“But she is Mr Miller’s daughter, I robbed her dress, don’t you blame me?” Silvia asked.

Silvia was quite curious. Simon’s response was quite unusual. His first reaction was that she was okay, not that she had a conflict with Mr. Miller’s daughter, and would likely truncate the business. between him and the Palmer Group.

Simon looked indifferent.

“Why are you to blame? It’s just a dress. Do you think that because of this incident, it will affect my relationship with Mr. Miller, the Palmer Group and business?” He asked Silvia.

Nodding her head, Silvia was stunned. He really has…thought about it.

“Fool, the business world is so complicated, if a skirt can easily control you, it would be too much of a joke!” Simon replied.

He squeezed her cheek, and said softly.

“Besides, I know who you are!” Are you the kind of unreasonable person? Since you did this, there

must be your reasons,” Simon added.

For this kind of unconditional trust, Silvia was extremely moved. He didn’t ask the cause and effect, and just trusted her.

Pursing her lips, suppressing the choking in her throat, she pretended to be relaxed.

“Then what if I am the kind of unreasonable person?” She asked Simon.

She stared at him with bright eyes, but she couldn’t hide the cunning in her eyes.

Simon stared at her for a few seconds, then sighed faintly.

“What can I do then? Who made you my woman, the mother of my child? I chose you by myself, what else can I do besides pampering you?” He said to Silvia.