Chapter 831 You Don't Deserve To Know It

Name：Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover Author：Tree
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After reading the report from Lucille, Quincy looked up at her and said, "Well done, but this report is not so urgent, so you didn't have to stay up late to do it." Her eye sockets were dark, like a panda's.

Lucille lowered her head shyly. "The company is so busy. I can't help you with too many things. That's all I can do. It's okay to stay up late."

"My aunt suddenly asked for the leave. Are you too busy now? If you have any questions, you can come to ask me at any time."

"Really?" Lucille looked at him in pleasant surprise.

Quincy didn't understand her response. It was obviously a very ordinary thing, but it seemed to be a great favor for Lucille. She pursed her lips and smiled. "I've been worried that you might have difficulty with your work because you've lost your memory. I didn't expect that you still know everything."

"Maybe... It's not easy to forget something that is already in my bones." Speaking of this, Quincy felt that his words hurt Lucille, so he didn't continue speaking.

Pretending not to hear what he

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tate project in J city was about to be constructed soon. Everything was going to the best. He naturally needed his family to help him by his side.

After Quincy hung up the phone, Aaron looked at him nervously and asked, "How is it going? Did Aunt agree?"

"Aunt said she wanted to stay there for a few more days. I agreed."

Aaron patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, I didn't treat Aunt well that day. I was afraid that she would really take it to heart and would not care about us any longer."

"She is not as mean as you think." Raising his eyebrows, Quincy looked at Aaron and said, "Last time I said that I would invite the employees from those departments of the company to dinner. At that time, you refused me. Now the result of the real estate project has come out, and it is also the result of their joint efforts. I wonder when you are free, Mr. Aaron."

An idea suddenly flashed through Aaron's mind. He wondered what would Malia look like in a formal dress. "Then I'll book the restaurant. I'll tell you when it's done."