Chapter 83
Chapter 83
Chapter 83 This skirt suited Miss Swift very well.
Nikita just walked into the elevator, and her mobile phone rang.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the information. After a few seconds, the girl’s porcelain white face showed a trace of irritability
Her delicate eyebrow also frowned up.
Sheehan: I’ve already arrived downstairs, waiting for you to come down,
Nikita felt that Sheehan was so annoying. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.
If he really wanted something from her, he could just say it.
No need to do these things.
She hated beating around the bush.
She got out of the apartment.
Nikita saw a silver-gray Rolls-Royce parked by the side of the road at a glance.
The license plate number was more conspicuous than the car, N A8888.
No matter that car, or the license plate number of the four eights, symbolized the noble and extraordinary identity of
the owner.
Nikita glanced at the brand-new silver-gray Rolls-Royce, with a cold face.
As soon as she approached, the door opened, and the man sitting in the car bent down and got off the car.
A man dressed in black pants, his facial featured stereoscopic, who looked cold and alienated.
The buttons on the shirt were tied all the way to the neck.
The formal dress was neat, meticulous and full of abstinence.
He walked to the front of Nikita with his long legs.
His cold eyes fell on the girl wearing a long white dress and a meatball head, and the bottom of her eyes flashed
different colors.
He slightly lowered his head, and his deep eyes fell on Nikita for a long time.
His dark cold eyes also had some heat.
“It seems that Vernon had a good taste.” Moments later, the man slowly looked back and fell on the girl’s porcelain
white delicate little face. There was a little dull in his always cold voice. “This skirt is very suitable for Miss
Swift.
The neckline of the white skirt was slightly low.
It revealed the girl’s delicate collarbone and bright white swan neck.
The skirt was a girdle and tight-fitting style, which perfectly showed the excellent figure of a young girl.
Swan neck, bee waist, hips, straight and beautiful long legs, and white skin as crystal clear as snow.
When Sheehan met Nikita several times, she was wearing very loose clothes, either a wide shirt or a wide school
uniform.
In short, he couldn’t see her figure.
But at the moment.
Looking at the beautiful girl with a beautiful figure, Sheehan can no longer say that she was just a child.
He was thinking.
Last night, he should have told him Vernon not to buy clothes like skirts.
It’s not that she didn’t look good.
But too good-looking, too eye-catching.
She’s so ostentatious in this outfit, and he didn’t know how many men would look at her.
A man’s compliment, or a man’s compliment like Sheehan, did not get Nikita a good face.
She was in a bad mood, and her tone was somewhat unhappy: “Mr. Lambert seems to be very idle?”
“Hmm?” Sheehan recognized that her tone was wrong, lifted his eyes, and saw her cold face. He was dazed and picked
the
eyebrow. “Why do you say that, Miss Swift?”
Nikita glanced at him coldly: “If you are not idle, do you have time to pick up people specially?”.
Sheehan: “…”
The little girl seemed to be angry?
Why?
Sheehan had no experience in getting along with little girl, so even if he sensed that Nikita was in a bad mood, he
can’t guess why.
He only guessed that she probably met something that made her unhappy.
She was just a child after all.
So even if she had a little temper, Sheehan can understand.
He also was willing to tolerate her.