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After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 832
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Chapter 832 Mr. Nash’s Heartbroken

He laughed and suddenly withdrew his palm around her waist, leaving her nowhere to escape. “Ah!” Zayla

exclaimed. At this time, Lincoln had turned his head slightly, and his seductive voice rang in her ears! “Of course,

you don’t, Zayla. I can give you what you want.”

Zayla’s face turned red, and she quickly covered his mouth with her hand. “You, stop talking!” “What? Deprive me

of the right to speak?” “Every time you talk, you’re not serious” Zayla said eloquently. He pinched her cheek lightly,

“Got it. I’ll be more serious next time.” “Yeah!” Zayla nodded, “That’s right!” He chuckled, pulled her into his arms,

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and rested his chin on the top of her hair again. “I’ll stop being serious when I need to.” Zayla was speechless.

When they left Mount Valley City, the fire in the manor had already been extinguished, but the fire was too hot and

ruthless. The surrounding area of the natural hot spring was burnt black, but fortunately, the hot spring water was

not affected. As for the burned manor, wealthy Mr. Nash naturally didn’t pay attention to it. At worst, it would just

be rebuilt. As long as his little girl was safe, nothing would matter. Lincoln took Zayla to a residence in Valley City.

He purchased this a few years ago, and no one lived in it. But it was cleaned regularly and kept ready to move in at

any time. Zayla specifically searched the manor on the Internet. She couldn’t find the floor plan of the manor, but

she found the picture of the manor taken by the aerial camera. She briefly sketched it out. The reconstruction of

the manor was a big project, and several places that were not built properly could also be improved and optimized

through this reconstruction.

Lying on the bed, Zayla’s beautiful white legs dangling, looking at the simple sketched floor plan in front of her, said

thoughtfully. “If Twilight Studio could take over the project of rebuilding the manor, the quarterly results would not

be a problem.” At this moment, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. The bathroom door opened, and

Lincoln wiped the dripping water off his body, feeling her gaze.

Naturally, Lincoln felt something was wrong. What are you thinking about?” Zayla shook her head and blinked those

big innocent eyes. “Mr. Nash, am so obedient. Do I seem to be someone who can make up my mind?” He smiled

dotingly and stroked her little

head. a “Then go to sleep.” After the voice fell, he really lay down! Zayla was speechless. Was he sleeping right

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now? The manor reconstruction project was a must! After much thought, she decided to use the honey trap. Just do

it! Zayla squirmed her body bit by bit and gently poked his side waist with her slender fingers.

“Lincoln, hug me.” A delicate and soft voice sounded immediately. Lincoln took her into his arms as she said.

“Lincoln, has the person in charge of the reconstruction project of the manor been confirmed?” “John will handle

this matter.” “Then give me Mr. Meeks’ contact information.” Zayla immediately got up from his arms and said

solemnly. Lincoln frowned, “What do you want his contact information for?” Zayla said rationally, “Of course, it’s

about business!” “Um?” “The reconstruction of the manor is out of your control. Why should I talk nonsense with

you? I have to contact Mr. Meeks immediately and make an appointment to discuss it,”

Lincoln was heartbroken, “Am I not as valuable as a project?” He thought. Zayla thought for a while, then changed

the topic, “However… he should be busy with Ruby’s funeral, so is it improper to talk to him about business at this

time?” “But if I don’t seize the opportunity, what if another construction company takes over the big business?”

Zayla gently stroked her chin, murmured, and was instantly caught in a dilemma.