Trial Of The Senses

"There is no result in two parts?" Francis asked his assistant as he walked towards the company.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Francis. So far, the hospital..."

"Well, let's talk about it in the office." Francis interrupted his assistant.

"Oh, it's getting dark. Why does Mr. Francis come to work so late?" Lewis came out of the office and walked to the door of the company. He met Francis coming in.

"Hello, Mr. Lewis." Francis was not in the mood to argue with Lewis. He walked to the other side, intending to bypass Lewis and go back to his office.

However, Lewis was in a good mood when he heard the good news sent by Allen. The more he met his opponent, the more he looked down upon him. He stepped aside and blocked Francis's way.

"Mr. Francis, why are you avoiding me? As an elder, I don't mean to blame you. Even if your father is not in the company because of his health, you are still the vice president. You can't do whatever you want. It's okay that you are late for work every day. But now you even come to work at night. You'd better not come! "

Francis was annoyed, but he couldn't lose his temper on Lewis, who was much older than him. "Mr. Lewis, you are overthinking. I come to the company now, of course because I have something else to do in the daytime."

"Something else? Don't just talk about love. " Lewis had a sense of superiority as an elder, and he seemed to be able to tell what kind of person Francis was at once, "your young people... I don't want to talk about it. Even if you are busy with your work, you should make some achievements. Or there is no sight of you the whole day, and at the end your work is fruitless. Then we don't have to wait until the end of the year. We can decide the result now. "

"Mr. Lewis, don't you want to break your promise?" Francis gritted his teeth and said, "It's just been a while. You're too impatient. I haven't achieved anything so far. Do you have it?"

"Mr. Francis, I still have the same words. Don't be too arrogant." Lewis looked at Francis with more disdain, "I've just received the news that the alliance I helped has posed a great threat to the SS Group. Jasper has decided to focus on the alliance, so their plan against the GT Group has been delayed."

Francis was surprised. Did the alliance get the result so soon? However, no matter how surprised he was, Francis still kept a decent smile on his face. After listening to Lewis's words, he added a little surprise, "Ah, really? That's great! "

Lewis didn't like the frivolous look on Francis's face. "Now I've already made a plan against the SS Group. Mr. Francis, when will you fulfill your so-called plan to let Jasper leave the SS Group?"

"So you are too anxious, Mr. Lewis. It's just passed. There is still a long time before the end of the year." Francis felt that his face was convulsed with laughter.

"I'm really a little regretful to have agreed to your agreement. It seems that Mr. Francis has been working recently. Is this agreement just to buy time?"

"We'll know by the end of the year whether w

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

driver was in the car, Francis didn't have the chance to say anything more. In the end, he could do nothing but watch Aimee go back to her community.

Francis turned his head and looked at the files piled up on his desk.

Not only was there no progress in all the investigations, but also the workload of the company was nearly three times more than before because of the expansion of management. It was not a big deal for a person like his father who was familiar with the situation of different departments, but for a producer who had only been in the film and Television Department for a long time, it was really a mess.

Francis felt that he was running wildly every day, but even so, he still felt that time was not enough, and that his brain and limbs were not enough. He wished he could use the avatar technique to separate himself more.

The gentle wind was blowing slowly, and the moon was floating in the air.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Jasper left the company on time. Henry drove him back to the Zhan family, but didn't leave as usual. Because an hour later, the management of the company would gather in Jasper's study, and a real strategic meeting would be held in his study.

"Dad, you're back!" Nelson ran downstairs with a fake toy gun in his hand. "Uncle Henry, why are you sitting down? Aren't you going home to sleep?"

"I'm not going home. I'll sleep here today." Henry sat on the sofa and found a comfortable position.

"Well, don't lie to me. You and dad have work to deal with, right?" "Oh, I just want to play with you. Give me your gun and let me have a look..."

Bradley walked to Jasper, "Master, it seems that someone is asking about the little childe."

Jasper frowned, "Who is it?"

"I don't know..." Bradley shook his head. "A servant was asked when she went out to buy vegetables, so she came back to tell me."

Jasper turned his head to look at the sofa. In the past two years, Nelson had grown much taller than the sofa. "Okay, I know. I'll ask someone to keep an eye on it."