He raised his hand and pped his face lightly, “Ethan, you are really a beast, you can do anything.”


    After muttering, he seemed to have trouble epting the reality, lying on the wall of the stairs, his right hand clenched into a fist, hammering the wall, “Crazy crazy crazy, how could you put Margarita Jones to sleep?”


    If this were in the Hidden Tribe, only he would have to be included in Margarita Jones’ harem.


    “What did you say? You slept with Margarita Jones?”


    Suddenly, a voice rang out next to his ear.


    Ethan immediately turned sideways and looked over, and could not help but shake his pupils, “Angelo, why are you here?”


    Angelo was standing at the corner of the stairs with his breakfast in his hand.


    Ethan then remembered that because Margarita Jones liked to eat egg pancakes outside, she asked Angelo to bring her egg pancakes and soy milk to her room every morning.


    Who knew that Angelo would run into her today?


    The tall Angelo was dressed in professional clothes and her short hair was cleaned up, giving her a sense of freshness andpetence.


    Her eyes stared at Ethan incredulously, and when she looked closely, the depths of her pupils were tinged with a bit of loss.


    “I didn’t expect you to be such a person.” Angelo gave him a nk look and turned around to go downstairs.


    The first time I saw this, Ethan immediately chased after her, pulling her, “No, no, no, you don’t go.”


    Three steps in front of Angelo, stopping her, “It was an ident. Yesterday Margarita Jones was in a bad mood, I apanied her for a drink, the two drank a little too much. Naturally it was … just …”


    Thetter words need not be said, the two know it by heart.


    Ethan embarrassed pleaded, “Angelo, this thing you must keep secret, otherwise, or the boss will definitely get me killed.”


    “Humph, you take the consequences of what you do yourself.”


    Angelo didn’t bother to talk to him anymore, pushed Ethan away, and walked straight away.


    “Angelo? Angelo?” Ethan shouted a few times, but Angelo, who had walked away, did not return.


    He immediately a head two big.


    …


    Zorui Technology.


    In the morning, Morris was in the office working on a file when someone knocked on the door and he answered, “Come in.”


    The person outside pushed the door and walked in.


    Morris looked up and realized it was Ethan, “What are you doing here?”


    He asked, and then looked down and continued to read the paper.


    Ethan, who hade home to wash and change, finally decided toe and see Morris.


    Filled with guilt, he walked to Morris’s desk with a grimace, stood at the edge of the table, and stammered, “Boss, I …”


    See strange Ethan speak and do things cleanly, suddenly be stammering, obviously encountered things.


    Morris closed the file, leaned back, head leaned on the executive chair, cold eyes gazing at him, “What is it, despite the words.”


    “Boss, yesterday … yesterday I …”


    Ethan did not know what to say to Morris, thinking about it did not think of a good way to say it, but see Morris face more and more sullen, he pretended to be courageous, a drum said: “Yesterday Margarita Jones mood is bad, pulling me to drink, we both drink too much, and then do not know what happened, I put her to sleep. ”


    He spoke very fast, afraid of slowing down a second will not be able to say the whole thing as if.


    But Morris face emerged a little surprised, he looked at Ethan incredibly, thin lips slightly open, want to say something, but do not know what to say.


    Finally, just raised a hand to hold the forehead, calmly asked: “Margarita Jones said what?”


    “Marilyn young master told me to get lost.” Ethan would asionally call her ‘Young Master Marilyn’ in private, as a sign of respect.


    Morris’s ink-stained eyebrows knitted slightly, “You’re lucky it didn’t kill you.”N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.