After Ella hung up the phone, she didn't spend too much effort on this matter, having lived one more life, of course she knew how big the network of the Davis family was, investigating a Lewis, it was easy.

Figured Eden should have had a lot to do with the support of the Davis family for being so standoffish in his last life.

But what she still can't figure out is why the Davis family won't let Jonas get to the top, instead of supporting Eden.

I hadn't heard that the Dillon family was close to the Davis family.

Ella can't figure it out, doesn't want to.

One day she'll know.

What's more.

She's on the same page now that Eden is on the same page, and it's best to have the backing of THE Davis family.

She gave her full attention to her work.

Once you get into it, you lose track of time.

By the time one responds, it's 8pm.

She stretched.

Look at Alfred still respectfully waiting for her in his office.

There was no complaint, no word spoken, just quiet to the point of, as if it didn't exist.

She was still a little apologetic at that moment, "Sorry, just touching base with the work, it will take a little longer."

"That's all right. mr. Dillon has already explained, and I know madam will be busy."

"You can call me Miss Ford."

"Mr. Dillon won't allow it."

"......" said Ella in a very breathless voice.

Mr. Adams won't let it, and neither will Alfred.

She took a deep breath and stayed calm.

A term of endearment is just a term of endearment anyway, no need to count on it.

She said, "Off duty."

"Yes."

Ella leads Alfred out of the office.

Alfred drove and the car was quiet.

Ella was actually still a little tired, and she was a little lost in thought as she looked at the neon lights outside Seattle.

Every once in a while it gets quiet and you wonder if what you're experiencing right now is real or not?

Could it be that the immediate future is just a dream?

The sudden sound of a ringing phone pulled Ella's thoughts back.

She glanced at the caller and picked up, "Cendy."

"You know who I saw at The Imperial?" Mysterious over there.

"Winston."

"Don't say that name will you, it's dirtying my ears!" Cendy was not pleased.

Ella laughed softly, "So who did you see?"

"Eden."

"Isn't it normal to see him?" Ella was impassive.

"I also saw a woman with him."

"Isn't it normal for ...... to have a woman?!" Ella remained calm.

It wasn't supposed to be emotional either.

Just ......

Saying something about keeping your body for her.

Sure enough, men's words lie to ghosts.

Can't even last a day after what I said just yesterday.

"He's your husband, he's got other women around him and you're giving me the normal?!" Cendy's voice was noticeably high.

She's still waiting for Ella to come to the scene to catch her in the act!

"Eden and I are not what you think we are."

"Not which I thought?"

"It's none of my business what he does anyway." Ella didn't want to explain.

"Which means ......," Cendy trailed off, summarizing, "that between you and Eden is a legal, fuck buddy relationship!"

"......"

"I guessed right didn't I?!" Not getting a reply from Ella, Cendy flatly asserted.

Ella was speechless, "Don't speculate about me and Eden, I've got it covered."

"The measure of you is that you're green in the head."

"Cendy, if you have that kind of mind to care about my business, you should think more about yourself." Ella really didn't want to continue this topic, and the conversation turned.

"Miss me what? Am I not well? My Bowen loves me so much." Cendy looked smug.

"Don't even know what to say about you, not anymore." Ella was inexplicably a little fired up.

It was the feeling that Cendy wouldn't believe anything she said now.

There is a sense of powerlessness.

"Just don't say it." Cendy was also a bit angry, "Let's see you know what you're capable of when a woman with a big belly comes to your door and threatens you one day!"

"You think this is a romance novel?!"

"Fiction comes from life."

Ella can't really talk past Cendy sometimes.

"Hanging up." Cendy hung up the phone straight away.

There was some anger the moment I hung up.

Her eyes went straight to Eden, who was not far away, staring at his demeanor with the other woman, who was clearly a little too close.

Damn, scumbag!

She turned and went back to her private room.

Everyone in the private room was letting loose.

Cendy also indulged for a while, and the moment she calmed down, there was a sudden post-craze loneliness, just as if, the heart was so empty.

She leaned back on the couch, remembering what Ella had said.

Said Jean cared about her own feelings.

Externally, she's all about being so close to Bowen, but the truth is, Bowen isn't all that close to her other than being submissive to her.

She approaches him of her own accord and he ducks away.

She tries to make out with him and he avoids it.

When she said she'd marry him, he said it would be a while ......

Cendy smiled to herself.

In the end.

Does Bowen really think he's not good enough for her, or, does he just not like her at all.

Why would he, of his own accord, confess to her if he didn't like her?

Cendy is drinking alone, that is, using alcohol, to vent her suddenly depressed mood.

It's been a long time.

Cendy thinks he's drunk.

It's so rare that you'll get yourself drunk once in a while.

Not really too drunk.

It's that, between being drunk and not being drunk, that feeling of wanting to be drunk, that is one of the favorite states of every person who is addicted to alcohol.

So at that moment, she walked out of the private room excitedly.

The footsteps were a bit disorganized.

"Ah!" Cendy was suddenly careless and fell into a man's arms.

There was something inexplicably familiar about the moment he planted himself in it.

And I wonder if it was this familiarity that made her so much bolder.

Boldly, she ran her hand, over the man's chest.

It's the feeling, the elasticity.

It's the kind of touch that women scream for.

She touched it, "You have awesome pecs."

The man didn't move a muscle.

The body was obviously still a little stiff.

"Got abs?" Cendy asked.

Without even looking up at the man's face, the magic grip went down, touching his abdominal muscles.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Cendy was drooling.

With her clothes on hold, she felt the sensuality of the man's body.

Winston's throat twitched slightly.

He tensed his body and looked at the woman in front of him, distinctly bold.

He wondered if Cendy would be gutted when she came to her senses and realized it was him who had been the target of the molestation!

He reached out and pushed her away.

Actually.

He can't stand to be ruffled.

"Cheap!" Cendy complained.

"I'll walk you back." Winston said.

"Go back to what? I'm going dancing." Cendy refused, "Go, go dancing with me ......"

With that, he tugged Winston's hand along with him.

Dazed and confused on her feet, completely oblivious to the fact that the person she was pulling was, in fact, who she was.

Behind.

Jonas just watched the backs of the two as they left.

He was certain that Winston would fall back into Cendy's hands sooner or later.