Chapter 907 A Cosplay Costume.
Joyce quickly retracted her finger, “I’m healed, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
His palm suddenly felt empty. Damien looked at her, and raised his thin lips in a funny way, “What are you hiding from?”
Was she hiding?
Joyce’s heart skipped a beat. She sensed that she was abnormal. It seemed like she was no longer the person she used to be.
What was happening to her?
However, she wanted to reject Damien’s good intentions. She was good and strong enough to not need a man.
In her entire life, she had never tried to rely on anyone, so she did not dare to give up her sincerity easily.
“I didn’t hide.” Joyce denied, “I’m a slave, how dare I bother my master to bandage me?”
Joyce emphasized the last few words to remind him about the contract.
Damien raised his eyebrows, “What else do you want to say?”
Joyce opened her hand and said, “Hand over my contract.”
“I bought you back with real money. If you want to get back the contract, you can pay for the ransom. Well, the ransom is twice of what I paid to Dutton.”
“How much did you give Dutton?”
Damien made a “five” gesture.
“Fifty million?”
Damien shook his head, “No.”
Joyce opened her mouth wide, “Five hundred million?”
Damien still shook his head, “Five billion.” he replied.
Five billion?
He actually gave Dutton five billion to buy her over?
Joyce’s eyes widened. She almost forgot to breathe.
“Damien, are you crazy? How could you give Dutton five billion?” Joyce glared at Damien in disbelief.
“Where are you going?” Damien grabbed her.
Joyce was furious. “I’ll go find Dutton. I want him to spit out all the money that he has eaten.”
As long as she thought that Dutton was using her money to live happily ever after, Joyce was so angry that her heart ached.
Damien was in a better mood, as he watched her rage in anger.
“Joyce, this is my money. It doesn’t matter if I spend five billion or fifty billion, what does this have to do with you?”
Joyce quickly froze. Yes, it was his money. But he was willing to spend five billion to take advantage of her. Why wouldn’t it bother her?
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A Cosplay Costume.
“We have a child together, Damien. In the future, you will definitely leave all the money to Olive. Giving five billion dollars to a random stranger, of course, I’m anxious as a mother!” Joyce said confidently.
She was really a petty money fan. He thought that she was in his arms and stroking his face that morning because she also liked him.
Damien felt his heart ache, and he immediately snorted, “That might not be the case!”
“What do you mean?”
Damien looked at her bright and charming little face, “I’m still very young, who told you that I won’t marry again in the future, maybe when I have another son, then my money won’t be all Olive’s. That’s it!”
Joyce’s head buzzed, and she quickly pictured the future.
At that time, Damien would be an old man, and he would be holding his son with one hand and his wife with the other. And he would have long abandoned Olive.
Abelota stood by the side the entire time. When she heard this, she seemed to have received a great hint. She felt that Damien was talking about her.
“Sir, go upstairs and have a bath first. I’ll prepare you some bath water,” Abelota said in a delicate voice. She even showed her pretty a**. To her, giving Damien a son wasn’t a problem, infact, she could give him multiple children.
Damien looked at Joyce coldly, then turned around and went upstairs.
Abelota followed him upstairs.
Damien returned to the master bedroom. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and tugged on the tie around his neck. At this moment, Abelota followed.
Damien looked at Abelota and naturally saw the maid’s uniform on her body. Just now, he also saw Joyce wearing it.
Abelota had a good figure, but she too was forthcoming.
Joyce was different. Her figure was exquisite and compact.
Damien felt that his throat was a little tight. Now, some images suddenly appeared in his mind. That night, she frowned, her face was red, and her beautiful eyes were watery.
Abelota could already feel Damien’s gaze on her. Her heart was pounding wildly. The moment she had been waiting for had finally arrived. She had successfully attracted the attention of her master.
“Sir, can I prepare you water to take a bath?” Abelota offered.
Damien retracted his thoughts and said indifferently, “I want you to do something now.”
“Sir, what’s the matter?”
“Go and prepare a sexy uniform.”
A sexy uniform?
Abelota’s eyes lit up. This was what she had been waiting for.
“Sir, this is not good,” she muttered, as she tried to portray herself as a good girl.
This development was too fast. Her hoss actually wanted her to wear a sexy uniform for him to see. This was shameful.
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Damien was a very decent man. Before now, he would never have thought that he would have such fantasies.
However, Dutton had already said that Joyce often wore sexy clothes to show him. In the Dutton was her master, but now, he was her master.
past,
“You can just do as I said. Send the sexy uniform to Joyce’s room and ask her to come and find me in my room after she’s finished. Damien instructed.
Abelota froze. What..wasn’t this sexy uniform for her?
Abelota understood. From the beginning, she was pretending to be sentimental. Damien wanted to see Joyce in a sexy uniform!
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