Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 695



Chapter 695

What and mother mother soon arrived at the private airport in

Paris.

Because she had already prepared to take a private jet before, this time Samantha’s body did not respond too much. The plane landed steadily at the airport, holding her mother’s hand. As soon as the next plane got off the plane, there was Finley. A special driver with a license plate was waiting at the airport.

Sofia looked at the familiar driver. He had seen these ground staff who received them when he came to Paris before. You feel a little uncomfortable. Originally, Finley wanted to enjoy these services, but now he not only bought another flight by himself to handle it separately, but he has a feeling of basically Nestle.

Samantha’s face was a little embarrassed at this time. He really didn’t want to take Finley’s private jet, but Sofia had emphasized to him that as long as Finley made a decision, no one would be allowed to refute it at all, and there was nothing he could do about it. Finley was always so strong. What he

decided must be carried out.

Moreover, this time Sofia wanted to rest his Anton

somewhere in Paris.

At first, he absolutely disagreed. After all, his Sofia was too dangerous, but he told him what it was. Only after installing him and Carey could he make a final decision with Finley.

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I don’t need to tell him too thoroughly. After all, Samantha has personally experienced the damage that Finley brought to their Sheng family. That kind of damage cannot be described in words at all. It is training that creates a fear from

the bones.

Up to now, Samantha can still think of her husband. Under the pressure of Finley, she can’t sleep all night. The stock market in NY collapsed like snowflakes in an instant.

Samantha knew to annoy Finley, a man who could do anything.

Since Sofia said so, Samantha didn’t dare to say anything to

me and followed Sofia into the car Scott drove over.

This time they lived in a winery on the outskirts of Paris, France, and it was no longer the apartment in Paris. It was because of a misunderstanding between the gods and demons and Finley outside the apartment that Finley almost lost his beloved woman. Finley has more or less Some psychological screenshots, as long as he hates a certain place, he will never let this place appear in his life again.

Because this time it is not to participate in any competition in Paris, nor is it necessary to be with other design teams, it is just because Hank does not know how to connect with the famous international designer Mr. Inman in France. Orphans are allowed to come here to talk about cooperation with Mr.

Inland!

It is said to be a cooperation between companies, but in fact, it is a private meeting. You only need to meet Mr. Yin Man in advance. You have to do it well. When the time comes, you can go to an appointment in advance and meet the two sides.

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So Finley placed Sofia in advance. On the winery it bought.

Generally, the wineries in France are relatively remote. At this time, the wineries in the management of the Paris

Transportation Commission are a little rare, and I don’t know when they were beautified by Finley. Scott drove the car and took their mother and daughter directly towards Finley.

Soon the car stopped in front of the winery, and they were greeted by a gentle French American, a middle–aged man, who raised his head in a polite manner.

“Hello Madam, Mr. Stwart has already called, and the room here has been prepared for you. That is, for dinner, do you want to eat American or Western food in the afternoon? Is there any taboo? I will help you prepare it later.” –

Sofia was slightly puzzled, not expecting Finley to arrange their itinerary so thoughtfully.

He glanced at his mother and the housekeeper who served him and nodded. “Let’s eat American food.” This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

After all, Samantha is just right, and the taste is slightly lighter.


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