Chapter 331
Chapter 331 Donahuciel Confessed to You?
In the group, there was no reply from Donahue.
Marvin and Beacher are still “wearing a high hat” to Donahue.
Marvin: (Why doesn’t Donahue reply to us? It can’t be because J failed the review, and Donahue is
still angry, right?)
As soon as these words came out, Beacher immediately posted a long series ofughs in
the group.
J gritted her teeth and typed quickly: [Are you two itchy? Do you want toe out.
andpete with me?]
Don’t they know that don’t p someone on the face? It’s not the time to ask for a
review.
However, Donahue finally made a move: [If you have any needs, talk to Bryan.]
Although what he said was brief, J knew that whatever Donahue promised, he
would definitely do it.
She smiled and sent a voice message in the group, “Donahue, what do you think of my
selection of models this time?”
Donahue, who was far away from his younger siblings by oceans, heard J’s voice,
his eyes fluttered slightly.
There was no reply from him in the group for a long time.
Beacher cautiously guessed in the group: [Is Donahue busy? It should bete at night on his side, and
he still has to deal withpany matters…]
Marvin: [I heard that Donahue’spany is developing a new project, and it’s probably
busy during this time.]
It was only then that J remembered that when she was living with Donahue, he did indeed leave ea
rly and returnte.
“Donahue, keep running your business, I will go directly to Bryan if there’s something!”
After posting the voice in the group, J went to do other things.
Half an hour passed, and the transnational video conference started on time. Donahue
didn’t say a few words throughout the whole process, and all the senior executives of thepany who
made the report were very nervous.
What happened to the big boss today? Looks like he’s not in a good mood…
However, because of Donahue’s unpredictable expression, and his indistinct expression
of emotions and anger on weekdays, the senior management of the Smedley Group
couldn’t confirm Donahue’s mood, so they had to bite the bullet andplete the
report.
Everyone reported the progress of the project with trepidation, for fear that if they made a mistake, they
would offend the big boss, and they would be exiled at least, or
expelled at worst.
By the time the meeting ended, it was already early morning.
Donahue pressed on his numb stomach, got up and went back to the room.
Changing into pajamas and lying on the bed, Donahue’s drowsy mind became clearer, and for the first t
ime, he felt like he couldn’t sleep.
In the video, the girl’s clear face appeared in front of him from time to time, which
made him restless.
For the first time in his life, he couldn’t sleep.
Donahue’s sleep quality has never been considered good, it can even be said to be extremely poor, be
cause he has always maintained a high degree of vignce, no matter how deep Donahue’s sleep is, if
there is any movement by his side, he will wake up
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But like today, it was the first time that he couldn’t even close his eyes and feign sleep.
Donahue sat up a little irritatedly, pinching the space between his brows with his slender and strong fin
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After a long time, he picked up his phone with serious eyes, flipped back to the video,
opened it and watched it several times.
In the dark night, the phone flickered, reflecting the thickening ck mist in the man’s
eyes.
So long it took, Donahue turned off the video, swiped the screen, returned to the bottom
of the chat box, and replied to J.
“The male model is too ugly.”
After sending the message, Donahue dialed Bryan’s phone with a cold face.
Even though it was almost dawn, Bryan connected immediately, with a slightly hoarse voice, “Mr. Smed
ley, what can I do for you?”
Donahue got
up, unbuttoned his pajamas with one hand to reveal his corbone, and held his mobile phone with the
other.
“Book a ticket and go home.”
After returning home from thepany at night, J noticed the new news about
Donahue in the group.
Looking at the time, J couldn’t help being speechless.
4:30 in the morning… Donahue, was he staying upte or cultivating immortality?
As for “male model is too ugly” that Donahue said, J frowned slightly. There were few men in the w
orld who couldpare with Donahue.
His standard of beauty and ugliness was too high to be a normal reference at all.
But… Donahue was rarely so straightforward and sharp.
J frowned, Donahue must have encountered something, so he was in a bad mood, right?
“Om-
J lowered her eyes, swiped open the screen, “Bryan.”
Bryan had a respectful attitude, “Miss, Mr. Smedley has exined what you want to screen for publicity,
I’m here to ask, when you want it, I will arrange it for you in advance.”
“It starts three days before Valentine’s Day.”
J paused for a moment, and then asked, “Where’s Donahue? How is he doing recently? Has he go
tten up yet?”
Bryan paused hesitantly, and didn’t speak for a while.
J’s heart moved slightly, and she teased calmly, “Donahue didn’t wake up, did he? Then when he
wakes up, remember to remind him that he is getting old, must pay
attention to his body, otherwise it will be easy to go bald.”
After finishing speaking, Jughed first, “Bryan, I’m just kidding, don’t tell
Donahue this! Just tell him to take care of his body…”
“I heard it, J.”
On the other end of the phone, a deep and maic male voice suddenly came, calling
J’s name slowly.
J was stunned for a moment, “Donahue, Donahue? Did you not sleep or just woke up? Did you sta
y with Bryan early in the morning?”
She looked at the time, it was nine forty in the evening in China, and it was only seven
in the morning at Donahue’s side, right?!
The man’s voice was low and hoarse, and he said lightly, “I’m working and will return
to Chinater.”
After speaking, the phone was hung up.
J felt more and more that something was wrong with Donahue.
The most important thing is that when Donahuees back, she will have to be more
careful when she wants to do some actions next.
It was almost eleven o’clock when Marvin came back with a rxed expression on his
face.
J was leaning on the sofa in the living room, with a listless look on his face, which
Marvin found novel.
Except for Donahue training her, I have never seen her like this.
“Don’t sleep sote, what are you doing here?” Marvin leaned over and asked with great interest.
J sat up expressionlessly, and looked up at
him, “Where did you go today? I haven’t seen you for a whole day.”
Marvin got up
and went to the cooking table to pour water for himself, with a mysterious expression on his face, “Secr
et. You are not my wife, why do you ask so many questions as a younger sister?”
J was toozy to talk to him, recalled what happened a few hours
ago, and wailed, “How poor of me!”
“What happened?”
Marvin took a sip of water, leaned over, “Did Donahueiel confess his love to you?”
J gave him a horrified look, “Don’t tell ghost stories in the middle of the night!”
“What’s the matter? I asked but you didn’t tell me.”