A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 691

"There is a party in the evening. Buy a dress for yourself after picking someone up!" Suddenly, He said in a deep voice, "Come to the party with me at night!"

Party?! Sylvie immediately sat straight, and replied respectfully, "Okay!"

Tyler chuckled, “Mr Hughes, I don't have a female companion!"

"You can find Aila," Marley said in a deep voice.

"All right!" Tyler laughed evilly.

"Do you know where to buy a dress?" he asked again.

"I don't know," replied Sylvie, grasping the bag and shaking her head.

"Forget it, I'll take you!" he said again.

Sylvie was surprised and looked at Marley subconsciously. Seeing that his handsome face was particularly clear in the car, she startled, swallowed hard and said, “You can tell me the address, and I can go by myself!"

He took a look at her with deep eyes and didn’t say a word.

"Well, I know you're busy, so..."

Closing his eyes, Marley ignored her.

Sylvie immediately stopped, and Tyler burst out laugh.

Was it funny? Yang Yang looked at Tyler with resentful eyes and stopped talking, looking down at her hands.

At the airport.

They were waiting for the customers.

Sylvie seemed to be particularly petite standing beside two tall men. As she was in a trance, she heard the deep and pleasant male voice. ”Sylvie, are you picking me up?"

Sylvie looked up,and she was hugged by a tall and enthusiastic man. She looked up in a hurry and saw the man grinning with sunglasses on, showing his white teeth. Taking off his glasses, he said, "Hi! Sylvie, nice to see you again. I miss you!"

With that, he held Sylvie into his arms again, ignoring the surprised gaze of the people around him, and then put his cheek on her cheek. “You look so pretty, Sylvie!"

Sylvie exclaimed, "Ryan, how did you come back?"

"I miss you! Do you miss me?" Ryan directly picked up Sylvie, and she cried out in alarm, “Put me down.”

"Alright!" Ryan happily put her down.

Sylvie was happy, failing to notice that Marley had a dark face and Tyler’s surprised expression.

Sylvie didn't expect to meet Ryan at the airport, and she was surprised that he came back suddenly. Being so warmly embraced by him in the presence of her ‘husband’, she suddenly realized that it seemed to be inappropriate and immediately broke away from him.

The sudden weakness in her legs made her stumble and Ryan reached out to support her. He said with a smile, "Sylvie, are you here to pick me up?"

"Mo, no, I'm working!" Sylvie glanced at Marley, and found that he did not look this way, but turned to the position of the hatch, and the customer was not yet here.

He stood there, and Sylvie was unable to see the expression on his face, but felt that he had a hidden sense of oppression besides being handsome and upright.

As Sylvie’s gaze fell on Marley, Ryan fixed his eyes on her. Without neglecting the flash of flurries in Sylvie's eyes, he wondered since when the calm girl would care about others’ expressions and what did that man have to do with her?

In the moment of doubt, Tyler came to ask Sylvie, “Secretary Sylvie, aren’t you going to introduce him?"

Sylvie said, "Tyler, this is my friend Ryan, Mo, he is our company president special help, Tyler!"

Ryan looked at Tyler, and their eyes met. With a faint smile, Ryan reached out his hand. “Hello!" he greeted indifferently.

"Hello.” Tyler shook hands with him.

"Thanks for taking care of my Sylvie, Tyler!"

"Your Sylvie?" Tyler was shocked.

"Sylvie is my dearest friend!" Ryan said as he let go Tyler’s hand.

Marley looked over there from time to time.

Sylvie took a look at him, and her eye flickering slightly. She was slightly startled as the polite conversations sound seemed to be lost in an instant. She could only feel faint loneliness around Marley.

"Sylvie, what about the key?" asked Ryan.

"What?" Sylvie looked up at him in confusion. “What key?"

"The key to home! I'll go back first!" Ryan said for granted. He gave the house to Sylvie as reward. He had many places to stay, but they had no one to stay in , so he intended to stay with Sylvie.

"Oh! Here you are! " Sylvie was stunned for a while before she took out the key, and she asked with astonishment, "You want to live there?"

"Can't I?" Ryan asked, raising his eyebrows.

When Will was sent to the hotel, Tyler stayed in the hotel.

Marley took Sylvie down the elevator, then walked to the car and said something to the driver before he got off and walked to the driver's seat.

At the thought of the dress that he asked her to buy, Sylvie was about to sneak away to buy it when he suddenly turned to see her.

"President."

"Get in the car," he said indifferently.

Sylvie had to get on the car and sit in the passenger seat. Suddenly, Marley leaned over and his handsome face was right in front of her. She was startled and almost forgot to breathe.

Sylvie blushed and looked up into a pair of bright black eyes like gems which inhaled all the light around her, including her breath. She was so nervous that she just looked at him in a daze. For a long time, she didn't know how to react.

Marley, however, took a closer look at Sylvie thoughtfully.

With handsome eyebrows, thin lips, thick black hair, he looked at Sylvie with an indifferent expression, and there was a warning smile on the corner of his lips.

She was in a panic, but did not dare to move.

Marley, after looking at her for a few seconds, stretched out his hand, pulled on the seat belt, snapped it up for her, and then sat back in his seat.

It turned out that he just helped her fasten her seat belt.

Then he sat back in his seat, started the engine, and the car drove away.

The blush on Sylvie's face gradually faded, and her eyes secretly fell on his hand holding the steering wheel. He held the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other putting on the window casually. His hand was neat and beautiful, with long fingers, clear knuckles, oval and warm nails. In a panic, she looked away and looked at the road ahead.

Both of them were silent.

Sylvie was used to this atmosphere. She didn't want to communicate with him too much in private.

"What would you like to eat?" he spoke suddenly.

"Well!" She was stunned, probably not expecting that he would ask this. It was time for lunch, but she felt uncomfortable at the though of having lunch with him.

"Not hungry?" he asked again.

"I'll just help myself!" she whispered.

"Secretary Sylvie, this is a working meal. I’ll treat you on behalf of the company. You can't refuse it!" Marley really didn't expect that she would say that. She seemed to be avoiding him all the time. At this moment, Marley couldn't help but wonder what she married him for?