Isabe gave an awkwardugh and put away herpact mirror. She had good principles, so she had never gotten involved with wealthy customers at the dealership. But people like Felix were truly rare.


    Soon after Felix arrived, he got straight to the point. "To be honest, Isabe, I need to buy something from Darren. I need your help."


    Having been warned by Nelly, Isabe thought for a moment before responding, "Felix, it''s not that I don''t want to help, but I''ve turned Darren down a few times already."


    Felix smiled. "You must have some feelings for him, right? Otherwise, you would have blocked his number by now."


    Isabe did not deny it. "Yes, I do. But marriage and life together need to be practical, you know? Darren''s a good person and nice-looking, too, but he only has that one massage parlor. He can''t even afford a decent house in Gray City, let alone anything else. "I''m not being materialistic, but there are basic living standards to consider.


    It was just as Felix had guessed. He saw his opportunity. "Here''s my proposal. Tomorrow, go tell Darren that I''m offering a hundred million dors, not to buy it outright, but to borrow it for a year. I''ll return it after that-maybe even sooner if things go well." What? Isabe stood up immediately, and even Nelly was shocked. A hundred million dors was not a number ordinary people could even imagine.


    "Felix, are you serious?"


    Felix nodded. "Of course. Do I look like I''m joking? With that money, there shouldn''t be any obstacles to you two being together. How you work out the details to protect yourself with that money is up to you both."


    Isabe was absolutely thrilled. Who wouldn''t want afortable life? And to have it with someone she actually liked was perfect. "Just wait for my good news, Felix. I''ll see Darren tomorrow and make sure everything works out beautifully."


    Upon returning home that evening, Felix found Averill lounging in his living room, and he could only shake his head.


    The scene before him was pure temptation. Averill was stretched out on the couch in a white dress shirt and mini ck skirt, with ck stockings highlighting her long legs. As if that wasn''t enough, she had added ck-framed sses and was giving him her most seductive gaze.


    "What do you think of my secretary look, Felix?


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    Felix was indeed tempted, but he suppressed his emotions. "Can''t you enter other people''s homes normally? You''re impossible."


    Averill licked her lips and spoke with an even more alluring tone, "I''m your personal secretary tonight. You can do anything you want to me. And by the way, I''m not wearing anything underneath." "Not interested!"


    Being rejected again, Averill''s expression darkened. "Humph! Stupid Felix! If even this doesn''t get a reaction from you, I''m leaving. I''m sure you won''t care about Mr. Hoffman''s message anyway." What? A message from Gerald?


    Felix quickly stopped her, smiling apologetically. "Come on, Averill. If it''s from Mr. Hoffman, it must be important. Let''s be serious, okay?"


    Seeing Averill still pouting, Felix gave her a quick peck to appease her.


    "That''s better! Mr. Hoffman had two things to tell you.


    Despite Averill''s yful demeanor, Felix had a bad feeling. "First, your fiancée is sending someone to find you."* Today''s Bonus Offer