Chapter 332 A Dirty Trick
Chapter 332 A Dirty Trick
Chapter 332 A Dirty Trick
Watching Faye's red lips move, Colin instantly narrowed his eyes.
Who said only vamps were seductive?
Those elegant women who inadvertently revealed their charm were even more seductive.
As Colin pressed her neck to let her lie down, Faye's toes slid across his private parts.
He pressed the tip of his tongue against one cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "Honey, you are very
wild."
Faye bit her lower lip silently.
After they had sex on the desk, they rested for about half an hour and began to do it in front of the
floor-to-ceiling window.
Looking at Colin's reflection in the glass and the night view outside the window, Faye groaned softly.
When it was dawn, she slumped in his arm, so he carried her into the lounge.
Faye's hair stuck to her cheeks after being wetted by her sweat, so there was an indescribable sense
of messy beauty.
Colin put her on the bed and kissed her, saying, "Honey, have a good rest."
Faye was in a trance, so she subconsciously responded, "Thank you, baby."
Colin smiled, "You're welcome."
At ten o'clock in the morning.
When Faye was sleeping soundly in Colin's arms, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Hearing it, Colin opened his eyes. Seeing Faye waking up, he soothingly kissed the back of her neck
and said, "Continue to sleep."
Then, he got up, picked up the suit trousers on the ground, put them on, and walked out the door.
It was the New Year's holiday now, so the person who had knocked on the door just now must be
Robert or Andy.
When Colin strutted to open the door, he took out a cigarette case and put a cigarette between his lips.
"Mr. Farrell, good morning." The person standing outside the door was Robert. Looking at Colin's
naked upper body with wide shoulders and narrow waist, he felt very embarrassed.
Colin nodded, turned around, and walked inside.
Robert followed him in and closed the door. When he turned around, he saw the deep and shallow
scratches on Colin's back at a glance.
The sex last night seemed to be quite passionate.
Robert thought Colin should be in a good mood now.
He organized his thoughts, walked up to Colin, and said, "Mr. Farrell, there was a news report an hour
ago. The place where we are going to do charity suffered a snow disaster."
Colin did not light the cigarette between his lips but asked with a frown, "What?"
Robert said, "The snowstorm has lasted for one week, and it caused the snow disaster."
Colin sat on the sofa, leaned over to pick up the lighter from the coffee table, and thoughtfully lit the
cigarette.
Natural disasters were force majeure.
Colin had done a lot of preparatory work for the charity project, so he knew the mainstay industries of
that remote rural area were agriculture and animal husbandry.
The snow disaster would make animal husbandry suffer a lot of losses.
Colin pondered for a while and said, "Bring the charity project ahead of schedule."
Robert said, "There is one more thing I need to report to you."
Colin leaned back on the sofa and said, "Go ahead"
Robert replied, "I received news that several artists of our company have gone there in the name of
providing disaster relief."
Colin's face instantly turned cold.
Looking at his gloomy face, Robert didn't dare to breathe loudly.
After a few minutes, Colin asked coldly, "Do you have the name list?"
Robert answered, "Yes."
Colin said, "When they come back, terminate the contracts with all of them."
Robert nodded, "Yes."
As fans became more and more rational recently, artists were making more effort to get positive public
personas.
Some artists were trying to win the favor of the public by hook or by crook.
When Colin was talking to Robert in the office, Faye was woken up by the ringing of her phone in the
lounge.
After she took the phone over and answered the call, Galen said on the other end of the phone, "Ms.
Nash, some artists got in trouble."
Faye had been a little sleepy, but when she heard Galen's words, she completely woke up and asked,
"How many?"
Galen answered, "Six in total."
Six artists were in trouble at the same time?
Faye realized something was wrong, so she sat up on the bed, cleared her throat, and asked, "What
happened?"
Galen told her the overall situation, paused for a second, and added, "I think it is a little weird."
Faye asked lightly, "Why?"
Galen replied, "Roxford's snow disaster was not revealed until this morning, but four artists went there
two days ago."
Faye said, "You think they got the news ahead of time."
Galen nodded, "Yes."
Hearing this, Faye kept silent, and a figure suddenly flashed across her mind.
Faye didn't respond, so Galen also kept silent. After waiting for a long while, she asked cautiously, "Ms. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.
Nash, are we going to help these artists?"
Faye said in a cold voice, "We do things on a case-to-case basis. Stay out of it for now. We will pretend
we know nothing about it."
Galen nodded, "OK."
Hanging up the phone, Faye leaned against the headboard of the bed and rubbed her brows.
Even fools could see these artists had gone to make a show instead of providing disaster relief.
It would be OK if no one made an issue of it. Otherwise, they would get in huge trouble.
Faye thought for a while, raised her phone, and then made a call.
When the call was answered, she asked bluntly, "You notified those artists who went to Roxford, right?"