Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 584 Ella and Jerry in France

Ella was so frustrated that she was in no mood to do anything. Then she decided that she couldn't be the only miserable one in the room, and so she turned to Eason and said, "Brother, how could you still hang around like this when Anna is about to be snatched away by others?"

"By whom?" Eason paused for a second and stared back at Ella.

Ella was actually bluffing. To prevent her brother saw through her, Ella looked down at the magazine in her hands and replied as casually as she could, "There was a CEO of some company. He was chasing after Anna as I recalled. He asked her out for dates for a few times, having dinner or something. But it's not your business since you don't care about Anna anyway."

Ella was really anxious for her brother. Either he liked Anna or he didn't. What's the dawdling all about?

Eason, however, was obviously not pleased with what he just heard. How dare Anna go out with other men behind his back? "Well. I see." Reclining on the couch, Eason mumbled and went back to play with his nephew.

"Seriously, Eason. I don't understand how can you be even more troublesome than I am. Go for her if you really like her. Otherwise don't blame her for having blind dates with other men."

Blind date? Very well. That's another one on top of her other crimes.

"Who told you I like her?" Eason was the one who had always been chased by women. He was too proud to admit that he had fallen in love with someone.

Besides, Anna had never said that she liked him. So why should he be the one to express his love first?

"Well, maybe she really likes you. You know what? She even told others that you were her finance last time in the mall. Such a shame. It's all her own wishful thinking!"

Eason sprang up immediately from the couch and leaned closer to Ella with Jerry still in his arms. And he asked eagerly, "Did she really say that? Who did she tell?"

Ella was absorbed in the collections designed by Eason. The clothes were absolutely stunning!

She looked at Eason. He looked cheerful and eager to know. But she said, "Didn't you just say you don't like her? Then why do you care?" He was such a liar.

Eason didn't ask further, but he had secretly come up with a plan.

He turned to Jerry and muttered, "Now Jerry, how about I find you an auntie? How's that, huh?" Eason remembered those days when his mother

Falling from nobility, Zen Luo became a humble slave and served as a human punchbag for his former cousins. Inadvertently, he found a way to refine himself into a weapon and a legend started because of that. With a strong belief in never surrender, he strove for revenges and pursued big dreams. Warriors from various clans contended for hegemony and the world was stirred. Relying on the body that was comparable to a powerful weapon, Zen beat his numerous enemies on his way to the immortality. Would he succeed eventually?

urried to turn off the ringtone.

After that, she looked down at the number of the incoming call in surprise and picked up, "I just got this number after I landed in France. How on earth did you find out about this number?" Then she realized that it must be Eason who had betrayed her!

"What's it to you?" Samuel answered in an extremely cold voice.

Ella gulped. She took a few deep breathes and said calmly, "Well, it's nothing to me. Goodbye!"

"Ella! How could you be so skittish and take it for granted?"

Ella put her phone away from her ear to keep Samuel's shout distant from her ear. And seconds later, she put it back again.

"Well, Mr. Shao. Do you think a skittish woman like me is good enough for you? Or your clan? Certainly I'm not. So how about you just sign our divorce paper?" He never liked her. He didn't trust her, and he didn't even bother to come home for her even for just one night. Fine, she understood. And she chose to let him go. Is that what he always wanted?

"Sign the paper?" Samuel repeated her words slowly, and Ella felt her heart was suddenly pounding fast.

None of them said anything. The only noise Ella could hear from the other end was the click of his lighter.

He lit the lighter and extinguished it. He lit it again and then extinguished it again...

Ella felt like a prisoner waiting for her sentence desperately.

Samuel didn't respond. Ella then pushed him forward, "Aren't you mad at me for what I've done to keep you?"

The guiltiness in her tone stopped Samuel from playing with his lighter at once.