Mr. CEO Loves Me a Million Times

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could talk to, was visiting her relat

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deep, but it was

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brazenly parked less tha

Mack Sm

in th

mith's handsome face protruded. Emma Jone

trong and domineering tone, but it never repelled Emma Jones, and she ra

the face of Mack Smith made

le and unscrupulous eyes, Emma Jon

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aying with love, his c

feel Mack Smith's playful and aggressive look on her, just like t

knew exactly why Mack Smit

e from this home and had appli

es she tried, it would be inter

ack Smith and

your car..." Said in a cold t

ned to mess her up and kept cha

of passersby. They pointed and disc

in th

voice was dan

e and more impatient: "Emma Jones, don't let me say it aga

mith, your head must have been caug

he say such shameless

voked h

, so please don't bother h

rogantly on the street was si

andsome face s

few steps, and gripped Emma Jones's wrist

en she had already been uncomfo

Smith, "Asshole, let go of me, belie

the car with his eyebrows raising and he sneered: "Call the polic

f him was s

, he had t

ma Jones wouldn't really call the police, even if she did report to the

ung master of the Jones Family was dazzling enough, but compar

his name. The assets he owned were almost tens to hundreds of times that of the Jones Family.

rrogant face, Emma Jones

ck Smith pulled her, she refused to get in the car.

ocrisy mask. After harassing her for seven year

nto Ji's car, she didn't even need

with him; wouldn

ger s

old light, "You are wrong, Emma Jones, you will never be my sister. No

ter words were re

ed her foot and kicked him at the fatal point of the man

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she was at home, she would lock her door, and tightly close

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tion to Mack Smith, sh

ver.

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, the arrogant look,

d smiled, approaching

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this terri

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tard man was de

d definitely end up more horribly than she could imagine. This terrib

was just a scumbag who w

uld be overtaken by Mack Smith, a b

palms clasped her arms and pulled h

The man

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the wind, quickly disapp

ooking at the direction the car was lea

ed a familiar number: "Barth Norton,