Chapter 62


    Chapter 062 The style of a big brother


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    "If you understand that, I can let you go immediately." Glen said quite respectfully.


    Fiona raised her eyes and sneered, "Do I dare not understand?"


    Glen smiled faintly, "If only she understood, let her go."


    "Yes."


    The bodyguard immediately stepped forward and untied the ropes.


    Fiona coldly ripped the rope off her body and threw it to the ground as she strided out.


    Wat''s courtyard.It isrge in size,including small three-room cottage, study, bedroom and living


    room.The whole room was clean and tidy ,in ck and white, oozing with asceticism, just like Wat


    himself.


    "Go to bed to have a rest."


    Wat''s chin lifted to the bed in dark ck .


    Ate pursed her lips, her clear, prating eyes falling on the ck leather sofa, and whispered, "I''ll


    sleep on the sofa, tell me when the olddy wakes up and I''ll go back for a review."


    Wat didn''t push her, he took a nket from the cupboard and handed it to her, "A new one."


    "Thanks."


    Ate put the thermos on the coffee table, took the nket and turned to the couch.


    Shaking out the nket, shey down on her side, face out, and closed her eyes.


    Wat looked at the girl who moved naturally and couldn''t help curling up the corner of his mouth.


    The girl''s long, denseshes cast a shadow under her slightly green eyes, and her skin was so white


    and beautiful.


    Glen walked to the door of bedroom and saw his master staring at Ate.


    He was about to leave quietly, not to disturb his master''s admiration to the beauty.


    Wat tilted his head and Glen moved to watch the man walk out with one hand in his pocket and


    gently close the door.


    Glen lowered his voice and said respectfully, "Young Master, Fiona’s been dismissed from Dr.Joyce."


    Wat''s dark eyes were cold, "From now on, Fiona will not be allowed near the olddy."


    Glen: "Yes."


    After two seconds of silence, Wat ordered again, "Have the kitchen make something sweet."


    The corner of Glen''s eye twitched, "Yes."


    What''s going on? Is his master serious? Not knowing how long have slept.


    Ate opened her eyes and sat up slowly, the nket slipped off and she grabbed to put it on the


    sofa.


    Across the room, Wat was half leaning against the bed, his eyes closed, not sure if he was asleep


    or not.


    Ate pinched the corners of her eyes, walked gingerly to the balcony, took cigarette out of her


    pocket to light,and put it in the corner of the mouth.


    Leaning against the carved white railing, she took her phone and tapped on a game.


    The girl''s shoulder-length hair hangszily behind her shoulders, the side of her face in the smoke,


    hidden and revealing mystery.


    Her eyebrows were downcast, loose and casual, and quite cold.


    Wat just watched in silence, he had seen many women smoking.


    But it was only Ate, innocent and seductive.


    He didn''t know what happened the other day when he heard her and Chris going to the mall and


    thought they were dating.For Ate, Chris is probably not even a younger brother to her.


    More like a giant baby.


    Suddenly, the girl raised her eyes and looked at him slowly, clean, pure eyes, as calm as a cold pool,


    dark and deep, with a bone-chilling coldness .


    Wat''s eyes pause for a moment, and then, smiled to her from a long distance.


    Ate raised her eyebrows slightly, bent down to put out her cigarette in the ashtray, put her phone


    away and walked carelessly into the bedroom.