When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 774

Chapter 754 Still Indebted!

Damien’s pupils shrank from her stimulation.

He quickly stretched out his palm and clasped her slender wrist. He sneered, “Joyce, what kind of dress are you wearing? Why wear this out?”

Joyce was about to walk out, but now, he delayed her. Her patience was exhausted, and her bright face became indifferent. “Mr. Damien, what do you mean by messing around like this?”

Damien threw her onto the washstand with a flick of his hand.

Joyce’s slender back bumped into the washstand, Joyce’s face became even colder. A big palm landed on her slit skirt.

Joyce, you really don’t have the slightest sense of self-consciousness. You dress so ostentatiously, do you think you’re still a little girl?” Damien asked, as his eyes turned gloomy.

Joyce furrowed her eyebrows. Mentioning a woman’s age was a big taboo. Whether or not she dressed like a little girl had nothing to do with him!

“Mr. Damien, are you sure you want to discuss this with me? Your thinking is too feudal and conservative. Now, women wear what they feel comfortable in. What’s wrong with showing one’s legs?”

Damien let go of her waist and looked down at the her legs, which were straight and slender.

He hadn’t paid attention to how other women dressed. It had nothing to do with him. He only knew that she couldn’t wear things like this!

Other men will see!

“Come with me and change your dress.”

“I’m not changing this dress, this dress is very beautiful, why should I change? Why should you care about me?” Joyce was really depressed.

Damien stared at her faintly, “I don’t want my daughter’s mother to be this exposed outside.”

Joyce laughed in anger. She sighed, and stared seductively at him.

“President Augustine, is it because I didn’t satisfy you last time in the clubhouse?”

As she said that, Joyce pushed him away a little and propped her hands on the washstand. She raised her legs, and her high heels slowly climbed up his black trousers, “Mr. Robert, just say what’s on your mind. If you don’t tell me, how would I know what you want?

Damien was born into a noble family. Over time, he had grown to conceal his emotions. He never allowed women get close to him.

However, Damien’s handsome face was a little lustful Now, his attention was focused on her high heels.

She was still smiling at him. When she laughed, she was the most attractive. She was lustful, and it made his heart itch.

Damien didn’t know how he had found himself attracted to her. Weren’t there hot female celebrities hovering around him? Why was he actually attracted to her?

Damien stretched out his big hand, wanting to squeeze her delicate ankle.

However, Joyce took a step faster and withdrew her ankle from Damien’s palm. She hooked a strand of hair that fell from her cheek to her ear. She smiled, and asked, “Mr. Damien, what do you want to do?”

Damien propped one of his palms on the wall beside her head and the other on the washstand, blocking her delicate body in his embrace. “Joyce, it looks like you don’t have a good memory. When will you repay the money you owe me?”

Joyce’s eyes instantly widened. She blinked, as she looked at him.

“You owe me ten billion dollars.”

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Joyce quickly frowned, “It hurts, my ears hurt, ah, my ears can’t hear, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Mr. Damien, what are you saying, speak up!”

Damien looked at her in a sly attitude, and his mood improved a little. It seemed that he had found her weakness. She had no money. Į