Amelia Bright face steeply red, stumbled and said.
“You … you you also see, I was forced to do this in a hurry, if your sister saw you were drugged I still did not take the initiative, then I and Jay Mo this black pot I will not carry it? Yes, it’s not good for your reputation either.”
Farren Austin’s face rippled, his eyes slightly crossed a few complex deep meaning.
“So you came to the bathroom and staged your own show just to clear your name with Jay Mo?”
Amelia Bright swallowed hard, swallowed a bit of nervousness, and said cautiously.
“It’s for your own good, isn’t it a better way to cover up your legs?”
“Then I should thank you?”
“You’re welcome,” Amelia Bright withdrew her hand and tried to get up while holding the bathtub, “Take your time, I’m going out.”
She was just about to get up when her feet slipped and she was pulled by Farren Austin and fell on top of him. She subconsciously tried to struggle, but Farren Austin’s strength was so great that he even pinned her down in the water without Chambers’ taboo.
“Halyn there you are skimmed, and I here?”
Amelia Bright blushed and argued desperately.
“I really have nothing to do with Jay Mo.”
“Is that so?” Farren Austin stared at her from above, his expression not quite visible under the backlight, but with an inexplicable fire of victory and defeat in his eyes, “I don’t believe you.”
“Oooh …”
Before she could return to her senses, all the sound was sealed back into her throat.
Farren Austin’s lips were hot, and as soon as they touched her, she felt a warm current surge through her and her mind went blank inside.
The smell of testosterone permeated the bathroom, and she was so engrossed that she forgot to struggle for a moment.
The male sexuality is present, her only remaining trace of reason tells her that this is the effect of the drug, should not take advantage of the danger of others.
The sound of water flowing more and more intense, the long night and even the long years of loneliness a little drowned.
The night was dusky, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the upper floors of the Harvest Hotel overlooked the night scene in downtown Hounslow, with its lights and traffic, and the moonlight obscured by the glow of the neon lights.
Amelia Bright woke up in the middle of the night, looking at the sleeping man beside her, her head was empty, she put up with the aches and pains, tiptoed up and took a shower, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in her bathrobe, and felt that behind this prosperity, there was nothing.
The next morning, Farren Austin woke up with a fresh set of clothes by her bed.
There was a rustle outside the bedroom.
He sat up and glanced outside, his head still a little pounding from the effects of the drugs, perhaps.
“Amelia Bright.”
“Amelia Bright,” he shouted, and a familiar voice, but not Amelia Bright, came from outside.
“Sir.”
He looked stagnant, holding his forehead forehead action also stiffened, a look up, see Adjutant Xun in a straight military uniform standing in the doorway, a straight face, “What do you need?”
Farren Austin’s face stiffened, “Where is she?”
“I got a call from my wife this morning, sent two sets of clothes over, after that she left, said she had a game today.”
At those words, Farren Austin frowned, his eyes fell on the clothes on the bed.
“Got it.”
He finished changing and came out as Adjutant Xun pushed his wheelchair over, hesitantly saying.
“Sir, are we still going to training camp today? Do you want to go home and rest for the day?”
“No.”
“Yes.”
The living room was littered with clothes, and Farren Austin’s eyebrows jumped as he watched the scene from last night unfold before his eyes, suddenly asking.
“Why don’t you have someone come and clean this place up? What’s that supposed to mean?”
Adjutant Xun froze for a moment, “The wife told me not to clean up.”
“What?”
“The wife said to leave it for the lady to see …”
Adjutant Xun face some embarrassment, in fact, as soon as he received Amelia Bright call in the morning, he rushed to see the living room this scene is also dumbfounded.
From the living room to the bathroom all the way to the wreckage, yesterday this night battle is simply intense, usually as cold as ice, retreat to women, but I did not expect you to be such a chief.
It is simply a long time to live.
“She also said anything else did not?”
“No.”
At that, Farren Austin’s face became even more ugly, and after pacing around the living room, he said in a stern voice that
“Adjutant Xun, since when do you listen to her so much?”
“Huh?”
Adjutant Xun looked confused.
“You are my adjutant, not hers, and you deliver clothes when she asks you to? Where did you go last night?”
“I went last night, back to the training camp ah?”
“You …”
“Sir, are we still going to training camp today? The training ground is waiting for it.”
Farren Austin inexplicably annoyed, sniffed no good, said.
“Let them weight twenty kilometers cross-country run, the last one is not allowed to sleep at night, go to the guard post duty.”
“…”
Hounslow TV station entrance, Amelia Bright swallowed the last bite of bun, choking almost speechless, busy unscrewing a bottle of water to drink a sip, feel refreshed, legs and stomach not trembling, and only then hurriedly run in.
The TV station is going to record a behind-the-scenes interview for the competition, and now the top four players have all shown up, and they all know what kind of opponents they are about to face, and there is nothing more controversial than IM’s Miyagawa and Lucy Jewelry’s Mary He.
At the beginning, the news was boisterous, saying that Beauty copied the Austin jewelry, and finally this farce ended with Beauty firing designer Miyagawa, almost to the world’s acquiescence Miyagawa plagiarism, and Miyagawa copied who is it? Naturally, it was Mary He of the Austin Jewelry.
Not many people knew Miyagawa, but after the announcement of the final four and the appearance of each company’s representative designer on the show, a series of articles popped up on the Internet.
All of them were about Miyagawa’s plagiarism of Mary He, and netizens were shouting ‘plagiarism will not be tolerated’ and telling Miyagawa to get out of the designer competition.
When she arrived backstage, Amelia Bright saw a familiar figure.
“Sister He.” She greeted.
Mary He was doing her makeup, and when she heard the voice, she looked at Amelia Bright in the mirror and gave a faint nod in response, as if she didn’t want to talk much.
“Sister He, we haven’t seen each other for a long time since you left the company. I didn’t expect you to go to Lucy Jewelry, and I didn’t expect you to participate in the jewelry designer competition.”
Mary He swept a glance at her and told the makeup artist, “Well, that’s it, go tell the director that I’m ready and can start the interview.”
After the makeup artist left the dressing room, Mary He turned around and sized up Amelia Bright from head to toe, with a bit of a sneer in her tone.
” the Austin jewelry is no one else? How dare they send even a newcomer to the company like you to compete.”