Chapter 117


    Read My Past is Just Prologue By Louisa Dillon Chapter 117 – The Woman He Doesn’t Know


    J was moved withpassion, and it happened that she had nothing to do next. Why didn’t she


    see if this young man needed help.


    Taking the room card from the front desk, J walked towards the man, “Do you need any help? I can


    speak Esbanol.”


    Willis suddenly raised his head, and at that moment, he thought he saw an angel.


    “You speak Esbanol, so can you trante the contract?”


    “It shouldn’t be a problem.”


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    J was just being modest. Her Esbanol level was more than enough to trante the contract.


    Willis was urgent and didn’t have other choices. He eagerly pulled J, “Then please do me a favor


    and trante this contract for me. I have to finish it today, but this contract is too much for me. It’s


    difficult. If I can’t trante it, I will lose my job…”


    J nodded.


    A student who was still in school had only learned Esbanol for three or four years at most and had


    almost zero practical experience. It was normal not to understand the terms and conditions of the


    contract and some professional terms.


    “Wait for me, I’ll put my luggage back in the room and follow you.”


    “Good!”


    Willis apanied J upstairs, watching her every move with burning eyes, for fear that she would


    run away. Afraid that J would be bored, he chatted with her by himself, “Actually, it’s like forcing a


    donkey to dance for me today. The trantion was originally taken by my teacher, but he suddenly had


    gastroenteritis and was vomiting and having diarrhea. He fooled me intoing for him, saying that the


    reward was generous. If I knew it was so difficult, I would nevere, no matter how much money you


    have!”


    Seeing that J didn’t talk to each other, he suddenly realized that they didn’t know each other yet, so


    he smiled awkwardly and began to introduce himself.


    “My name is Willis Holm, and I am a senior student at the University of Foreign Studies in A City. What


    about you?”


    “J Longfellow.”


    She responded simply and clearly, went back to the room and put away her luggage, and let Willis led


    the way to the closed


    lounge.


    Willis took out a paper contract, aptop, and a thick dictionary from his bag.


    “That’s it, can you trante it?”


    J picked up the contract and nced at it. She had an overview of the contract.


    It’s not difficult, but it has a lot of content, and it will take some time to trante.


    “No problem.”


    J sat down, nced at the paper version of the contract, and began typing on theptop without


    even looking through the dictionary.


    Within ten minutes, a paragraph was tranted.


    Willis was shocked, “So fast?! Are you sure it’s urate?”


    “You can have a look.”


    J turned sideways slightly, with a calm but confident tone, and asked Willis to look over.


    There were no umon words in this passage, so Willis could read them and knew that J’s


    trantion was indeed urate, but her speed was too fast!


    If he did it by himself, it must not be so fast.


    “You are so amazing! The efficiency is so high, and the uracy rate is so high!” Willis couldn’t help


    but exim.


    J smiled and continued to trante.


    Soon, an hour passed, and half of the content of the contract was sessfully tranted.


    Willis repeatedly praised, “Excellent! Perfect! You are simply my savior, my goddess!”


    When Alfred brought Nathaniel over, he felt uneasy.


    He didn’t know if Willis had settled it. If he had lost the chain, this cooperation might have been greatly


    affected.


    When they walked to the door of the lounge, the door was ajar, and Willis’ exaggerated voice came


    from inside.


    “Master Longfellow! You are fabulous! Did you major Esbanol? Which school did you graduate from?”


    When Nathaniel heard this, he was moved slightly.


    Longfellow…


    Alfred obviously didn’t expect that there would be two people inside, but at the same time he was


    relieved. It seemed that Willis found a reliable person to help.


    However, in the next second, a familiar voice made Nathaniel frown slightly, and Alfred was also


    surprised.


    “Be quiet, I can trante faster.”


    Through the cr*ck in the door, Nathaniel could clearly see the appearance of the people inside. That


    was J, or who could she be?


    Nathaniel stared at the woman’s serious side face, a little lost in thought.


    After three years of marriage, he never knew that J had such skills.