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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss Chapters 834Chapter 834 You‘re Too Fierce
Nicole finally raised her ryn’s and Nerously
s up the bartender, “The trying to flirt with me? He’s pretty
looking though, with beautiful features Oand seductive eyes. I gotta say, he’s quite
attractive. Na wonder he dares to be so blatant. I’m afraid that many young lady customers are drooling
over his face.”
Unfortunately, Nicole had seen too many good-looking guys and she did not likor his type.
She hooked her lips and said in a clear and light voice, “I don’t like this cocktail.”
The bartender smiled frivolously. “Soy picky, huh?”
It was not like he had never met a woman who did not pay for the bill, so he did not
care
After all, the woman he hooked up with could spend hundreds of thousands here, so the boss could not
wait to hold him up.
Nicole smiled lazily. “Aren’t you too blindly confident to use a cup of cheap
Tiktailto pick up women?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe person opposite was stunned.
The colorful lights Micker
dimly in
The bartender narrowind his eyes and sized her up. He thought that she looked familiar like he had
seen her before, buth e could not remember.
Before he could explore carefully, an exquisitely dressed woman came down from the spiral staircase
and ran over to take Nicole’s hand.
Nicole, what are you doing here? Let’s g oup!”
Nicole did not even look at the bartender and helplessly followed Yvette upstairs.
The bartender recognized Yvette, who could spend a minimum of hundreds of thousands of dollars at
the wave of her hand.
The boss said that she was a valuable guest, so she could not be offended.
The bartender thought, “Was I mistaken? Yvette just called that woman Nicole?”
Abig hand slapped his shoulder at that moment.
The bartender trenbled with fear. #
That boss looked at the two ladies’ disappearing figures upstairs and sighed. He looked at the
bartender with a seeming smile
“That lady earlier isn’t someone you can get your hands on. When we first opened, the police and fire
departments took turns coming over to find trouble just because she met a few punks after she left our
bar. Talmost went out of business.
The bartender’s face paled. Boss, is she that Nicole?”
The boss nodded, “She is!”
Nicole followed Yvette upstairs. She did not know anyone in Yvette’s private room.
Yvette’s family business was not in the same industry as Stanton Corporation, so it was excusable that
Nicole did not know
However, Nicule still need the others Very politely
The three people were Ampanied by their assistants. Yvette’s assistant was
a pouring wine on the side.
One of the younger ones in the room, Sean Mount, was handsome and distinctive-looking with deep
features and a pair of glistening eyes that kept Staring at THE
His black eyes glittered under the backlight. His eyelashes were thick.
Sean seemed to be scheming something, which looked obvious. He looked very shrewd.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFortunately, Yvette could still handle this kind of occasion. It was not at all awkward because they were
joking and laughing
Yvette only wanted to sign the contract as soon as possible. Nicole saw through it. but did not say
anything.
A few people began to toast each other.
Write did not squirrn and drama few
Nicole watched from the side and blacked a few glasses for her.
A lew jelasses later, Yvette was worried about Nicole’s injury and refused to let. hier drink more
Nicole sat on the side and watched them start playing games
This was a very old-fashioned guessing game, which Yvette was good at
However, when Yvette met Sean Moore, she felt that it was a bit overwhelming
He was a good player that was the best at this kind of game. The surrounding people coaxed him.
“Drinking is meaningless. Let’s change our way of playing.”
Yvette drank earlier, so her smile was slightly drunken and very charming.
“Sure, but we’ll play one last time. If I win, you must sign the contract!”
“And what if you lose?” Someone asked her.
Yvette pondered for a momentSean Moore, who stared at her all night, said, Tf you lose, I want to get a
hot French kis from you, Ms. Quimbey.”
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