ut is also famous for its beautiful scenery. Shengda Hotel was the on

ower. This type of banquet was not intended for Abigail Smith, but Bard Miller had every intention of bringing her here. Abigail Smith repeatedly declined. She suspected that Bard Miller had other motives. Al

so secretly brought a bottle of anti-wolf spray. She reluctantly agreed. With the crew, there was also

e-colored legs stretched out from the car. The sleek black heels and roya

Smith out of the car. Feeling the greed in Bard Miller's eyes, Abigail S

visible to men and women. Everyone turned to look at Barbara Smith and Bard Miller coming in through the door. Afra and Aaron Baker wal

bigail Smith still did not like to stand with him. He held Abigail Smith's hand tightly, which caused Abigail Smith to resist slightly, "The banquet in the ente

rd Miller a gentle smile. The disdain in her eyes was so quick it was im

aised her hand to hug Abigail Smith's slender waist. Abigail Smith felt an uncomf

ail Smith's shoulder and gently stroked Abigail Smith's back. "That will not be enough. I

guests put down their wine glasses and dessert and ap

Smith. In her eyes, there was nothing she could do. She wished the d

ng on the stage increased. Many people wer

It's pretty good wi

rd Miller has done? Which of the female st

d disdain. However, she had heard too much gossip in her

and then passed by in a flash. Most of them

ble. Burke Smithyi did not want to look into Bard Miller's p

in the middle was of tall stature and acted like a gentleman. As he was about to turn, he raised

upturned eyes, but his face was as cold as an iceberg. Abigail Smith never expected to meet him here. The wo

eting him. He turned to Abigail Smith with a sincere expression

flashed in his eyes, "Abigail Smith is my em

e his style. But before he left, he deliberately turned and glanced at Abigail Smith and Bard Miller,

hered the stray strands of hair in front of her forehead without hesitation. Bard Miller suppressed the displ

sation. Abigail Smith was shown to the dining table by Bard Miller. She pointed to a man with a pathetic figure beside the dining t

u can not possibly not make a face, right?" Abigail Smith thought for a moment. Even with her alcohol tolerance, she would not be drunk. She raised her head and drank down the red w

riginally snow-white skin had turned pink, and her eyes were fi

's body began to twist unnaturally on the seat. Abigail Smith suddenly understood something. She lifted her head and lo

cup? Abigail Smith tried her best to calm her confused mind while it pondered how to han

s the spray in her hand rolled to the bottom of the stool on the nex

ard Miller's shoulder. Bard Miller took her in his arms and sat on his lap,

, but the restroom was on the right. Afra, sitting at the same table, lowered her eyes

her heart go cold, "Director Miller, I ... "I, the restroom is not that way..." He tried to tear himself away, but his body felt weak. The world

ss, hid in a corner. She took out her cell phone and pretended to m

ough a lot in the last few years just to make this happen. Do you want to sell it for

t and gentle voice sounded as if she was gasping for air, "Director Miller, I

tly, "Women do not always say the same things.

kiss Abigail Smith's face, whereup

n was here to take care of everyone. No one came in, and since he was standing at the entrance of the building, no one paid any attention to him. A

With a cold expression and raised eyebrows, Dorothy Fieldhui suddenly stood in front of them. Although his words were directed at Abig

of Abigail Smith, they walked for a while. The wine they drank made his body flabby. Dorothy FieldwAllen took off his suit j

roamed over Abigail Smith as he cleared his throat, "Boss FAllen, th