After Dirvorce I become a SheEO

Chapter 281

After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 281

Chapter 281 It Is Better to Marry Me

He grabbed Zayla’s wrist and gently pushed her lean against the stairs. “Didn’t you receive my gift?”

The male hormones lingered in her nose and swept in like a giant wave. Zayla subconsciously held her breath and shook her head.

“I transferred two thousand dollars to you. I bought it myself.” Zayla squinted her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly.

“So, I didn’t receive your gift, Mr. Nash.” Lincoln frowned. “I should have blocked you, so you couldn’t transfer money to me.” You can have a try, Mr. Nash.”

“I don’t dare. I’m afraid that I can’t afford the loss.” His dignity and his deep voice were very attractive

If his venture capital couldn’t go on, he could consider joining the entertainment industry and developing a sideline business. He would be popular. Zayla felt her heart skip a beat. Lincoln leaned over and whispered in her ear, “If I dye my hair green, will it look good?”

Zayla held back her smile and nodded.

“Other men will not look good if they dye their hair green, but you are different. You must look good.” I am different?” Lincoln’s handsome face moved a little closer to Zaylá. Zayla realized that she had said

something wrong, She reacted quickly and answered cleverly.

“Well, you are Simon’s uncle.” Lincoln laughed. “Do you want to play something risky?” “I’ll accompany you. Zayla panicked and said, “Do you covet

your nephew’s girlfriend?” Lincoln was calm and composed, without any intention of denying it.

For her, even if he suffered a lot, he would never regret it. It’s better to marry me than marry a scumbag twice. What do you think, Ms. Vargas?” The surrounding air seemed to freeze. Time also seemed to stop at this

moment. Zayla’s heart was pounding quickly and irregularly. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

“Do your homework. Don’t think about debuting or dyeing your hair red.” “If you dare to dye it red, I’ll shave your head.” Lucy’s voice sounded.

Zayla panicked and hurriedly pushed Lincoln away. She turned around and walked towards the dining hall. Lincoln looked at Zayla’s slender back as he smiled. The girl ran away in a hurry. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Lincoln took out his mobile phone and sent Ophelia a Line message: [Help me, and I’ll give you 120 thousand.] Ophelia replied quickly: [Lincoln, tell me. Even if I die, I will try my best to complete the task.] At this time, in the dining hall.

“Mrs. Russo, please enjoy yourself. This is carefully prepared for you, especially the soup. It is delicious. Miss Russo drank much this morning.”

Tracy Miller was cunning and was in charge of the kitchen affairs. She used to be very arrogant, but now she said to Zayla with a smile.

“Go do your work.” Zayla didn’t bother to talk with her. As Tracy nodded, she didn’t say anything. After she walked a few steps, she looked back and then left.

Zayla felt that Tracy’s hospitality was a little strange. Most of the servants in the Russo family treated people differently based on their

identities. In the past, they all looked down on Zayla because of her background. Although they didn’t dare to do too much on the surface, they made trouble for Zayla and even neglected her.

Now Tracy was so attentive, and she even served Zayla the soup that Zayla had never seen before in the Russo family. Could it be that Lucy gave special orders, so they were so kind to Zayla? When Zayla picked up the spoon and was about to drink the soup, she smelled a faint smell of medicine. Zayla sneered.