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Chapter 874

    Chapter 874


    Chapter 874


    “Ever thought of bing a celebrity?” Nics asked.


    Chin in hand, phone in the other, Trisha stared at her reflection on the screen. “Not a bad idea. Look at


    this face. I could y a king’s pet consort or a pure intern who the powerful CEO falls for. That’d be a


    hit. Isn’t this kind of look popr now? Loads of inte drama actresses have gotten famous with this


    look in the past couple of years. Some of them have even be new generation sweethearts. Who


    knows, I might be this year’s brightest star.”


    Nics, “Why don’t you go take a look in the bathroom?”


    Trisha looked at him, puzzled. “Why would I do that?”


    Nics said seriously. “So you can see what you really look like.”


    Trisha kicked him off the couch with one swift move.


    “I’m way prettier than you!”


    Nicsughed for a while, sitting on the rug.


    Then, elbow on the couch, he looked up at her with those gorgeous eyes, “Come work for my


    company. Be my secretary. All you need to do is cook for me. I’ll give you 10 grand a month, weekends


    off, holidays andmercial insurance. What do you say?”


    “No.”


    Trisha rejected him without hesitation, “If you need a maid, go hire one from a housekeeping service.”


    Nics was incredulous, “Did you make that much as a drama assistant?”


    “Definitely not ”


    Nics frowned, “Then why won’t you do it?”


    While scrolling on her phone, Trisha said, “My life’s worth more than just cooking. If that’s all I wanted, I


    might as well open a restaurant. Thave dreams”


    “And what are those dreams?”


    At this, Trisha’s eyes sparkled, “To write the best script, win the best awards, and date the best guy.”


    Nics was speechless.


    “You can cross thest one off. You’ve found him.”


    Trisha paused, then kicked straight at his face.


    Nics caught her foot in time.


    After struggling for a bit, Trisha fumed, “Who do you think you are? You’re just a jerk!”


    Nics smirked at her, her ears red with anger


    “I guess that’s close enough?”


    “It is far way, Okay? The best man, whether it’s career, appearance, or figure, is the best. And you…”


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    Trisha looked at Nics’s face and was at a loss for words.


    Although she despised his lifestyle, when it came to career, looks, and physique, Nics was indeed


    quitepetitive.


    Nics looked smug, pressing her foot with both hands, sitting on the rug, looking up at her confidently,


    “Am I not good enough?”


    Trisha gritted her teeth. Even if it was the truth, she wouldn’t admit it. She just couldn’t stand his smug


    face.


    “What do you think you are? Not to mention anything else, but even your sexual skills are boring. You


    have the nerve to say that?”


    “My sexual skills…” Nics’s mouth twitched, “What’s boring about them?”


    Trisha nced at him, “Have you seen that ad about the painless minimally invasive surgery?”


    “Which one?”


    “The one where the girl gets surgery, asks the doctor nervously if it’s started yet, and the doctor tells


    her it’s already over.”


    Nics furrowed his brow, “Why are you bringing that up?”


    Trisha said, “That’s how I felt that night.”


    Nics froze.


    Has it started? It’s already over.


    She was implying that he was not only fast, but also small.


    Nics couldn’t believe it, he even felt a little embarrassed. This was about a man’s pride. He couldn’t


    make fun of Liam and then get exposed


    Trisha red at him, “I may not have experience, but I should feel something, right? Even a shot


    leaves a pain for a few days. But I didn’t feel anything those days, doesn’t that
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