Can't stop loving you

Three days later, Viola arrived at the gate of the famous seagee hotel at five o'clock in the afternoon. She saw people coming in and out of the hotel dressed decently, and took a look at the note in her hand. After she made sure that the address of the party was here, she clenched her fist and cheered herself up in a low voice, "success or failure is in this moment, Viola, come on!"

She took a deep breath and was about to walk into the villa after five steps.

Two uniformed security guards who guarded the door confirmed that a guest's invitation was invited, they blocked her all of a sudden.

Viola stopped, she looked calm but in panic, she grabbed the back of her bag, "What's wrong?"

"Excuse me, miss. Please show me your invitation." Said a tall and strong security guard on the left.

Trying to hide her panic, she calmed down and rummaged through her bag for a while. After a while, she turned pale and said: "I can't find my invitation anymore. Could you please let me in first?" "Sorry, I can't go with you now. We have enough time. Miss, think about where it may be left, and find it back." The strapping security guards still tried to defend it, and apparently, they wouldn't be touched. There was sweat in her palm. She deliberately pulled a long face and said, "What do you mean! Are you suspecting me of not bringing it on purpose?"

"No, I haven't. But I've seen a lot of people like you. We don't suspect that you brought it with you, but you haven't." The skinny bodyguard on the right mercilessly exposed her.

Two bodyguards sized her up.

Her face was smeared with inferior cream. In a hurry, she only wore a pearl dress which was out of cheap goods. Although she was young and good-looking, she looked pretty and charming. In addition, her inner temperament, her clothing and demeanor and the way she looked now were totally different from the rich people they had ever seen.

And because of the fact that she was not able to show the invitation, their initial contempt turned into doubt.

Seeing that they had seen through the truth, Viola could not help but feel a little timid.

Now that she was here, what a shame.

Glancing at her fingernails, she straightened her back and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who?" The thin security guard sneered, "Are you the daughter of some rich man?"

Viola folded her arms over her chest and looked at them quietly for a while. Then she asked arrogantly, "Do you know CEO of the Chu group? I'm his girlfriend. If you don't want to be unlucky, just let me in. The Chu group?

He was the president of the strategic cooperative company of the sky hotel?

"What?" As they had known each other for a long time, Viola was thick skinned enough to tell a lie without feeling embarrassed. The two bodyguards hesitated.

When she saw that they were scrupulous, she secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Just as she thought she could get in, a familiar and strange voice came behind her, "You are his girlfriend, how come I don't know about it?"

Sweat started to surface on the cold sweat on her forehead. After a while, she turned to face the man and said, " Julie, what brings you here? What a coincidence!

Julie was still wearing a black business suit, with a gentle and decent smile on her face. However, Viola did not feel any goodwill.

Trying to resist the urge to run away, she squeezed out a smile, but it turned out to be worse than crying.

"Mr. Chu is waiting for you in the car. Let's go quickly." Julie held her arm and turned around.

Trying her best to resist the urge to shake off Julie's hand, Viola inadvertently looked up and saw a black Bentley which was smooth and well maintained not far away parked outside the door. The people inside the car seemed to be aware of her gaze. The black window was rolled down, and gradually Maynard's ice cold poker face was exposed.

When Viola was distracted, she was already dragged to the car by Julie.

Viola braced herself and waved her hand. "Hello, Mr. Chu, glad to meet you."

"Reporter, why are you here?" Maynard looked at her casually.

When she heard this, she felt a little sad. In a hurry, she cooked up an excuse. "Well, I ate too much tonight, so I come out for a walk."

"Huh, it's a long distance," Maynard said in a mocking tone.

"Really? It's not far from here.'

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A moment later, Maynard opened the car door and said, "Get in the car."

On the other hand, a wary look came over her face. "No, thank you."

"I was going to take you to pick some clothes for the party, but you didn't feel well. Mr. Li, drive." Maynard raised his eyebrows and was about to close the car door.

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It was not until then that Viola realized what he meant. She quickly held on to the door of the car and didn't want to let go. With a joyful look on her face, she said, "Please go. I don't want to be a waste of you kindness, Mr. Chu."

When they arrived at a clothing store of famous brands, Viola followed him obsequiously.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling gave out a dazzling white light, which was bright like flowers on the clothes of every dummy.

She was dazzled by the clothes of various colors and didn't notice the figure in front of her at all.

"Ouch!" She didn't come to her senses until her head bumped into a man's hard back.

"Change it as soon as possible." Maynard said, stuffing a water blue dress into her embrace.

Glancing at the hang tag, she could see the five zeroes behind it. She gasped and asked, "Mr. Chu, are you sure?"

Maynard looked at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist and said, "You have five minutes. The time begins."

No matter how surprised she was, she rushed into the dressing room and closed the door.

After getting changed, Anna felt somewhat relieved. She tried to zip the back but failed.

She thought it was because she was too nervous that she couldn't pull it up. She tried several times but still failed.

Viola was extremely worried.

"Time is up. Are you done?" Maynard urged.

Half of her head was stretched out. She felt like weeping but had no tears. She said, "Mr. Chu, I can't zip your dress. Can you ask someone to help?" "Can you be more foolish?" Maynard cursed in a low voice and walked towards the dressing room.

Seeing Simon getting closer and closer to her, she had a bad feeling. "Don't come in!"

She needed the help of a woman, not a man!

When Viola was about to close the door, Maynard, who had been prepared, pushed the door open vigorously and pressed her against the wall. "Shut up!" Viola shut her mouth obediently out of fear.

"The party is about to start. If you keep on arguing, I must change my mind." Maynard told the truth with an expressionless face.

Viola was so anxious that she had no choice but to compromise. "I know. You can help me, but you can't act rashly."

It was not until now that Maynard released her. After closing the door, he walked back.

"Turn around." He massaged the position near his forehead.

She turned around to face him.

Being incapable of zipped up, a large part of her fair skin was exposed in front of Maynard.☐☐