Chapter 39

All of them were lousy circulars that were leftover after no one picked them up.

Seeing this, Nell rubbed her forehead in speechlessness.

It had to be said that it must be true love for these ten people to be willing to stay in this company.

She put the data away, made a brief summary in her notebook, and closed it before getting up.

Stretching, she looked at the wall clock and noticed it was already 10:30 pm.

Unconsciously, time flew so fast!

Nell walked out.

As she passed through the corridor, she heard the sound of someone talking in the study. It seemed to be a meeting.

Nell ignored it and went downstairs to pour a cup of hot milk. After drinking, she went back to the bedroom and took some clothes to have a shower.

Aunt Joyce just happened to come up as well and saw the suitcase in the bedroom. She asked, “Missus, do you need me to sort this suitcase for you?”

Nell thought about it. The suitcase was filled with daily necessities. There was nothing shameful inside.

Thus, she nodded. “Yes, please. I’ll have to trouble you then!”

“It’s no problem, Missus.”

Nell handed the suitcase to Aunt Joyce and went into the bathroom.

There was a whole new set of toiletries in the bathroom, all of her favorite brand and scent. Gideon had ordered them to be prepared in advance for her.

After finishing her shower, she had just wiped down her body and was reaching out for her pajamas when she slipped.

When she quickly held onto the wall to regain her balance, her nightgown fell on the water-soaked floor.

Nell picked up the wet pajamas and went into a daze.

Could she be any more unlucky?

Why did she slip when she was just trying to get dressed?

Well, this nightgown was definitely not wearable now.

However, she brought this nightgown in, so she could not just go out wrapped in a towel!

Nell was chagrined, but at this moment, she heard the soft sound of footsteps outside.

Naturally, she thought that it was Aunt Joyce who was still outside, and called out, “Aunt Joyce, could you please bring a set of sleepwear to me? My pajamas fell to the floor and got wet.”

Outside, Gideon’s footsteps paused as he cast his gaze towards the bathroom.

Although the frosted glass was not transparent, the silhouette of a woman was still visible through it, curvaceous, slender, and breathtaking.

His eyes darkened and he put down the papers in his hand before walking to the closet and opening the door.

There was a wide array of women’s clothes.

Naturally, these clothes were not brought by Nell but prepared by Gideon in advance.

In addition, there was also a special one hundred square foot cloakroom on the third floor that was full of articles she could use.

In this regard, he never treated the people around him badly.

Gideon picked out a black silk spaghetti strap nightgown with matching color lace trim from the many different styles of nightgowns and headed to the bathroom.

Without saying anything, he knocked lightly on the door, and the door opened a fraction.

White mist overflowed outside, and a thin white had stretched out, still covered in a thin layer of moisture.

Looking down, one could easily see the arousing scenery.

Gideon’s Adam’s apple could not help but bob.

His deep eyes darkened.

Nell stretched out her hand and grew confused as to why she did not receive the clothes.

“Aunt Joyce, did you take it for me?”

Gideon finally reacted and passed the nightgown to her.

The next second, the woman retracted her hand and the bathroom door closed again.

As Nell got dressed, she felt that Aunt Joyce was a little strange today.

She had been so enthusiastic earlier. Why did she remain silent now?

However, Nell did not dwell on the matter. After all, she was new here and was not familiar with the others, so maybe that was just Aunt Joyce’s personality.

After dressing, she realized that the other party had picked out a spaghetti strap nightgown for her.

The material of the silk was smooth and easy on the skin, and the skirt only went down to her thighs. The entire back was a translucent lace hook design that was sexy and alluring.

Nell looked at herself in the mirror and blushed.

Aunt Joyce...

How could she pick out something like this!

Furthermore, she did not remember bringing a dress like this with her!

Nell gritted her teeth and tugged at the dress on her body.

Especially because... The back was translucent.

How could she go out dressed like this?

However, asking Aunt Joyce to bring in another set of clothes now would make it seem like she was being too troublesome and melodramatic.

Thinking about this, Nell decided not to bother her anymore. She let her hair down to cover part of her skin and pushed the door open while hugging her arms.

The light in the bedroom was dim. Only two orange wall lamps were turned on, just like when she entered the bathroom before.

In other words, that man had not come back yet?

After thinking about this, Nell rejoiced and quickly ran to the wardrobe with small steps.

At that moment, a deep male voice suddenly sounded behind her.

“What are you doing?”

Nell stiffened.

The hand stretched out ready to open the wardrobe froze in mid-air.

When she turned back mechanically, she saw Gideon sitting on the sofa chair in the corner. His slender legs were crossed, giving him a lazy and languid look.

He was still wearing the white shirt. His cuffs were undone and his sleeves were folded halfway up, revealing his slender and fair arms. The lazy and homely air that surrounded him was completely different from his indifferent and cold appearance in the daytime.

He leaned his head against one of his hands propped up on the arm of the sofa. At the low table next to him was a red wine glass with some residual wine in it.

Nell froze for a few seconds before laughing awkwardly.

“Haha... W-When did you come back?”

Gideon looked at her quietly.

“Just now.”

“Uh, what about Aunt Joyce?”

“She went out.”

“Oh.”

The atmosphere was still and even awkward.

Gideon’s gaze darkened as it fell on her body.

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Chapter 487 The End Pt. 5 The woman’s figure was undoubtedly excellent. Her skin was like silky white jade. He had experienced the feel of it, which was like touching white silk that would break if he exerted the smallest amount of force.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but he somehow felt that the temperature tonight seemed a little high.

Gideon remained silent and Nell also did not know what else to say.

Her body shrunk inwards in discomfort.

It was especially uncomfortable to feel the man’s gaze on her. It was as if there were thousands of ants crawling on her body.

She resisted the urge to flee and pulled the hem of the dress down.