Chapter 1148 Because This Is My Home


    Chapter 1148 Because This Is My Home


    "My writer friends arrived." Jill put down his teacup, got up, and walked straight out of the living room to


    greet the guests. He was smiling, looking energetic.


    Tristan also stood up and looked into the yard. Jill was very hospitable. He must be very happy to


    receive writer friendsing from another country.


    Tristan came back to his senses and said to a servant, "Go prepare some fruit and snacks. Dinner


    must be strictly in ordance with my father''s recipe."


    "Okay, sir, I''ll arrange it right away!" The servant went off.


    The manor is dyed with the afterglow of the sunset, the magnificent natural pool, the library with a


    collection of hundreds of thousands of books, Mr. Burton''s private studio...


    The furniture and decorations inside the manor were unique.


    In the yard, ire, who got out of the car with several elders, was amazed by the scenery!


    The manor was so beautiful! It looked like a painting.


    The environment was fantastic. Such a ce must be very inspiring.


    No wonder he got the Nobel Prize.


    The young ire was envious.


    Looking back from a distance, ire saw the Lamborghini parked in front of her at a nce. She didn''t


    remember the license te but remembered the car.


    It was Lamborghini.


    She thought to herself, "Is everyone here so rich?"


    She wrote about luxury cars in novels, but today she saw two in a row. And she had even sat in one.


    Maybe she would have romantic intercourse here and marry a rich guy.


    "Hi, Mr. Burton!"


    "Hi, Mr. Burton!"


    "How was the trip? Pleasee in." Jill reached out his hand. "Mr. Wilson, is this event far from here?


    Why don''t we all live here? "


    "No, no, we don''t want to bother you." Mr. Wilson was ttered, even though they were old friends,


    "There are nearly a hundred writers here for the event, only a few came with me tonight.."


    "Thank you. Is this youngdy a writer too?" Jill noticed ire, who was the youngest among the


    writers.


    "Nice to meet you, Mr. Burton." ire smiled, "I like writing, and I have been doing it. I won''t call myself


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    a writer yet. It''s an honor to meet you. Can I take a photo with youter?"


    "Of course!" Jill was very kind. He found the girl looking smart.


    People walked towards the castle, Mr. Wilson added, "ire is very good, she is a celebrity in our


    association, and several of her books have been made into TV dramas. The ratings are very good."


    "Wow!" Jill looked surprised. He couldn''t help but look at her more, "You are the future Nobel prize


    winner."


    ire smiled shyly, that sounded like a dream for her.


    People chatted and walked into the living room.


    Tristan was standing next to the sofa. The moment ire entered the door, they saw each other.


    ire stopped in her tracks and widened her eyes in shock.


    Tristan was tall. He stood there without many expressions, looking pure and distant. Standing under


    the crystalmp, he looked aristocratic.


    Just as Jill was about to introduce her, she followed Tristan''s gaze, and her eyes fell on ire again,


    "Tristan, do you know each other?"


    ire took a few steps forward, "Tristan, why are you here?" She was surprised.


    Tristan also came back to his senses. Smiling slightly, he said, "Because this is my home."


    ire was even more shocked!


    She looked around, and then at him. Was he a billionaire?


    He did have the temperament of a billionaire. She shouldn''t be surprised.