Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 113

"In my suit pocket. Take it by yourself." A man's magnetic voice, unique to the bone, began.

This sentence made Libby overjoyed. Oh my god! She had finally found it. If she hadn't found it, then she would really die.

However, Libby did not know that her dress had been torn into the shape of a fishtail. Just now, when she had turned around, her dress had wrapped itself around the heel of her high shoe. Now, because she had lost the gem and her head was burning with the presence of this man, she did not know that her danger had already been planted.

As she turned to the sofa to get his suit.

"Ah..." Libby let out another ineffable scream of fear. Her legs were wrapped up, and her entire body was twisted into a twist as she fell down to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the man who was originally two meters behind her immediately took a step forward and stretched out his arm. Libby was so frightened that she shrieked twice, while her waist was completely wrapped around the man's arm.

But Libby instinctively reaches out and grabs whatever she can, like a man's towel around his waist.

"Let me go." A man shouted in frustration.

Libby also knows the consequences of doing this, and her eyes go wide.

However, it was too late.

Originally, the towel was placed lightly on his waist. She only lightly grabbed at it. Even if the man wanted to use one hand to save himself, it was already too late.

The towel fell with a clatter, and one end was still in Libby's hand.

The mysterious, triangular position of the man was directly displayed in all directions in Libby's horizontal view.

"Ah..." This was definitely the most frightening moment in Libby's entire life. As she cries out in a low voice, she releases the towel and covers her eyes, and the next second, the man puts her directly on the ground, while he pulls up the towel to save his body that had just been exposed to the air for a few seconds.

However, his expression was no longer as calm as before. Instead, it was dark and unsightly. He angrily shouted, "Scram!"

Libby flushed all the way down to her earlobes, untied her skirt around her legs with her hands and feet, and then rolled over, even though she wanted the gem back.

However, after she finished looking at this man's body, it was obvious that it would never be able to come back.

The assistant looked at the fleeing Libby in shock. Then, thinking of the person inside, the corner of his mouth curled up into a warm smile. Could it be that the boss had taken a fancy to this little star today?

The door was pushed open and Carlo sat on the sofa with a frosty expression on his face. His brows were tightly knitted together.

"Boss, what happened?" the assistant asked anxiously.

"It's fine. Put down my clothes, you can leave now." Carlo's thin lips parted.

The assistant quickly put down the clothes, closed the door, and left.

Ten minutes later, Carlo changed into a custom-made black suit. The cut was smooth and flawless, giving off an indescribably holy and noble aura.

However, just now, a woman had rudely violated all of his privacy.

Carlo calmly walked forward and ordered with a dark expression, "Investigate the identity of the woman who just entered my room."

"There's no need to check, I know who she is. Her name is Libby, and she's a new flower in the entertainment industry. She can be considered to have just barely made her to the front line!" The assistant was well aware of Libby's background, and Libby had a pretty, memorable face.

"Libby." The man narrowed his eyes as he coldly chewed on the name. It was as if he was inexplicably vexed.

"Mr. Brook, she's here to find gems, right?" The assistant asked curiously.