Alfred Barton looked up at the city in the distance and sneered. "It's not that I want to compete with him."

"In other words, I don't care who I fight with."

With this, he turned his head and looked at her arrogantly. "What I care about is whether I want it or not"

"I'm now sure that I want Lottie Green and l like her."

"So, whether it's Ralph Chapman or someone else, I will strive for what I should."

Looking at his gaze, Lorry furrowed her brows. "But Alfred Barton, I've heard that... you have an engagement, right?"

"I just feel that since you have a marriage contract and Lottie Green also has Mr. Chapman, is it..."

"The engagement exists in name only."

The woman who had made the engagement with him was still missing.

Perhaps she was already married, or maybe she had already died.

It was impossible for him to let an unknown woman be his fiancée all the time.

The man looked down at the phone indifferently. "I asked the Mr. Bane, the shooting cycle of this movie is still two weeks and a half."

"After this work, I plan to go home and cancel the engagement."

After that, he turned to look at Lorry. "It seems that your identity is not simple to know since you know that I have a marriage contract."

Lorry smiled and said nothing. "I have something to do with your fiancée. I'm just a distant relative."

After that, she stretched herself. "It seems that I can't be a relative of Alfred Barton."

Alfred Barton's lips curled into a smile. "No matter whom Lottie Green chooses in the end..." “

He had to work hard for what he liked.

Early the next morning, Lottie Green woke up in the Chapmans' Villa.

She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling. Her whole head was a little stunned.

Yesterday, she... Didn't she go back to the hotel?

How did she wake up in Ralph Chapman's bedroom again?

Did she have a time-travel?

"Was she sleepwalking?"

"Was she drunk?"

Just as the woman was puzzled, a cold child's voice rang in her ear.

Lottie Green frowned and quickly sat up from the bed.

On the carpet of the bedroom, Elijah Chapman was holding a book and sitting on a small bench to guard her.

The little fellow continued to flip through the book without raising his head. "You're here because you're drunk and Daddy brought you back."

"Last night, you hugged Daddy and cried all night, saying that he didn't like you."

Lottie Green, "..."

She quickly put her hand on her burning cheeks. "You've learned how to lie."

Elijah Chapman's hand, which was flipping through the book, paused slightly.

After a while, the little fellow took the phone and said, "Come to the master bedroom."

Fabian Chapman's reluctant voice came from the other end of the phone.copy right hot novel pub