Chapter 1109

Chapter 1099 Donate the painting and jewelry in her name.

“Young Master, Great Hall is serious about you two. If you keep acting like this, you will break Great Hall’s heart sooner or later. At that time, when Great Hall is completely disappointed with you, you will definitely regret it!”

On the street outside the apartment gate Seeing Hawk coming back with the jewelry box, Mr. Hall, in the black Maybach, put out the cigarette in his hand. And the white smoke still lingered in the car. He looked at the box that Hawk took back intact.

And the emotion showing in his eyes looked subtle. “She didn’t accept it?”

“Yes.” Hawk lowered his head and did not dare to see what expression Mr. Hall had on his face at the moment. “Sorry, I failed you, Great Hall! Please punish me!”

Mr. Hall didn’t get angry. He said in an indifferent tone: “It has nothing to do with you. I knew she wouldn’t accept it.”

He felt no surprise.

In the past, when she was on the island, she accepted his gift only because she was pretending to be clever and obedient, in order to let his guard down.

Now that she is no longer under his control, she will naturally no longer take him seriously.

What Nikita is like right now is her true color.

He likes her for her true color.

The more she ignores him, and the more she doesn’t take him seriously, the more he wants to conquer her.

His subordinate felt puzzled. “Great Hall, you knew? Then why did you…”

Mr. Hall picked up a smile. “It’s her choice to accept it or not. And whether to send her gifts or not is up to me. Send her that painting tomorrow.”

“But what if Young Master still refuses to accept it?”

Then donate the paintings and jewelry in her name.”

‘Donate?” The subordinate looked up in surprise.

It’s nothing to donate the jewelry.

But that painting…

That’s YAN’s painting. There are so many people dreaming of getting it.

Isn’t it a pity to donate it like this?

Mr. Hall stretched his body and leaned back. Then he closed his eyes and said: “It was originally given to her as a gift. If she doesn’t want it, just donate it in her name.”

Since Mr. Hall has made up his mind, his subordinate dare not say anything else. So he said in a respectful tone: “Yes, Great Hall.”

Great Hall attaches such great importance to Young Master. But Young Master doesn’t take Great Hall seriously at all.

She is simply thankless.

Mr. Hall looked up and looked to the window on the 33rd floor. Even though he couldn’t see anything, he still stared at it for several minutes before he made an order to the driver: “Let’s go.”

When Mr. Hall’s car drove away, it almost passed by Sheehan’s silver-gray Rolls-Royce.

At the same time, the two men sitting in the back seat raised their heads and looked at each other with chill in their eyes.

After Sheehan went back, Nikita had fallen asleep.

The light in the living room was still on. There was an empty cake box on the coffee table. And the girl was lying on the sofa with a pillow in her arms. She curled up with her eyes closed, as if she had slept soundly.

Sheehan put the bubble tea on the coffee table, bent down, stretched out his hands and picked the girl up from the sofa.

He tried his best to keep his moves quiet and light and walked towards the bedroom with the girl in his arms.

As he just entered the bedroom, he heard a voice sounding in his arms: “You are back.”

Sheehan looked down at the girl in his arms: “Did I wake you?”

Nikita rubbed her eyes and implied him to put her down: “It’s just one of my habits. It has nothing to do with you.”

When someone approaches her, she will wake up automatically.

In fact, because it is Sheehan, she lets her guard down. If it were someone else, she would have woken up before he could touch her.

Sheehan gently put Nikita down.

Nikita checked the time. “Why did you come back so late?”

“I went to buy you the bubble tea.” Sheehan reached out, rubbed her head and tidied up her hair. Then he led her out. “The bubble tea store you like is only available elsewhere. So I went back home one hour later.”

“Oh.