But as soon as she saw Sean, she changed her expression and said, "President, lady. Let me change your boarding pass."

"Let us go by ourselves."

After Sean said, he took me away.

Amanda was embarrassed but she didn't dare to express her displeasure.

We got into the terminal. Sean and I were sitting alone in the first class lounge, and after a while Eric came in and looked at me, and said, "Mr. Jessop, it is true that 51% of the Carter Group is on her name, and..."

Having said that, Eric paused.

Sean looked up at him.

Eric went on to say, "And later, although the company did not make any big progress, it donated some schools, all in the name of Miss Carter."

"What?"

I was stunned.

Who was this guy? Big philanthropist?

Why did he take my name for charity! ?

"How can he use her name? The Carter Group has nothing to do with her." Sean's voice seemed to carry some resentment.

Obviously, this man has done more than he expected.

Eric frowned slightly. "Well, Miss Carter had previously held 4% of the Carter Group's stock."

Although I seem to understand the latter, I probably understand it. To some extent, I was originally a shareholder of the Carter Group.

I changed from a small shareholder to a large shareholder.

Sean heard Eric say this. His face was very serious and he said, "I know, I will talk to you about this later."

Eric went out, and I looked at Sean and said, "Is this ... is it wrong, or do I know this person?"

I was just saying, after all, that I did not think anyone I knew was as rich as Sean.

Sean took out his cell phone and did not even look at me. He just said, "Stop thinking about that."

This time we were going to the Carson City.

The Carson City is also the most economically developed city in the south of the country.

It was already over 11pm when we arrived. The hotel directly sent someone to pick us up. We arrived at the place and the hotel manager personally went out to greet us and handed the room card to us.

Although it was evening, the hotel was still brightly lit, with guests coming and going, mostly dressed in formal attire.

It was just me, standing behind Sean, like an ugly duckling.

I didn't know why the brighter the people around me, the darker my heart got.

I didn't even have the courage to look up along the way.

Even though the people who served us had a friendly attitude toward me, I thought it was Sean's honor.

Originally, I thought we lived in a normal suite, but when the waiter took us into the luxury suite, I was shocked.

This was the first time I had stepped into the legendary presidential suite.

The magnificent room has a magnificent retro decoration and a 180-degree floor-to-ceiling window.

"Have a nice evening." After that, the waiter closed the door and left.

Such rooms were at least a few thousand dollars a night. I looked at Sean in disbelief. "Do you live so luxuriously every time you go out?"

Seeing everything in front of me, I have a feeling that poverty limits my imagination.

Sean shook his head as he unbuttoned his shirt. "It's just that the meeting attended this time was held in this hotel. Staying here can highlight my financial resources."

"Oh."

I nodded my head.

At this point, his shirt had been unbuttoned, and he threw his windbreaker to his side and pressed me directly on the back wall. He gently lifted the mask on my face and kissed me.

The moonlight blurs at night. Sean tasted my lips, moving from gentle to wanton, and finally his unique breath began to invade every inch of my mouth.

I could not help feeling the air was thin and the his hand did not stop.

Keep touching me.

Let my body and my heart lit by him one by one.

He reached out.

With a click, the lights in the entire room were turned off, and the only light source was the light screens of the buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Instantly, the entire room was dyed in various colors.

Sean held me, walked, kissed, moved to the side of the window, and pressed me there.

The multicolored neon lights outside the window covered his face, making his previously cool cheeks soft and psychedelic.

Sean picked me up, with my legs around his waist, and his movement let me sink.

When they reached a high point together, I heard him lying in my ear and saying, "Promise me, stay with me and never leave."

"Sean."

"Do not say anything that hurts me tonight." The man hugged me tightly, kissed my clavicle, "I also found that when you are not around me, my whole spirit has become abnormal, only you are my medicine..."

My heart thumped, feeling his powerful breath.

He was too perfect.

How can such a broken me deserve a perfect him? Full of self-abasement let me not know how to behave.

I thought I could leave him easily.

But I found Sean had a magic power, even though he has done so much to hurt me.

But the more I was around him, the less I wanted to leave him.

"Then we will go back, and I will have the surgery."

I responded with arms around his neck.

"okay." He promised.

That night, I almost melted into his arms.

The next day I was awakened by the sound of outside talk. When I realized that there was someone in the outside room and I was naked, I got up quickly.

The ambiguous smell had not faded yet, I went to the bathroom with shame and washed myself.

I came out in a bathrobe. I wanted to wear the clothes I wore yesterday, but found that they were gone.

I had to wear a mask to open the bedroom door slightly.

I can see that there were three open family houses in the outside hall, two of which were full of men's clothes, like suits, and shirts.

On the other hanger, there were actually women's clothes, dresses and regular clothes.

There were still three waiters standing by.

Sean seemed to hear me opening the door and said to the waiters, "Hang these in the dressing room."

Sean had come toward me when the waiters were working.

"These clothes are..." I watched the waiters take clothes in one by one, with great care.

"These are the clothes you can wear these days. The clothes you bring from York are easy to wrinkle, so I let the store here bring these clothes." Sean said lightly.

There were only some words in my mind--evil capitalists.

Then one of the waiters took a tuxedo and walked cautiously in. I pointed at her and asked, "What about these?"

"For you." Sean gently grabbed my hand. "There will be banquets in the next few days. Come down if you want to attend, and I don't force you if you don't."