Billionaire's One Night Stand
Chapter 110

Kate was not worried about this. "Mom, I know."

She only worried about Chloe. As for the women outside, she was confident that those women could not compare with her.

In the past few days, under the great news of Bishop Family, no one knew that Frederick was injured-because the Dior family did not dare to make public the news. But on this day.

When the Ali Enterprises city was standing in the office of the Ali Enterprises's Holding Company, the chairman of the Dior's chairman suddenly came.

"Your Highness Mr. Ali, President Dior is here. The secretary brought in the Chairman of the Armani Group and left respectfully.

"The Mr. Ali has a lot of free time and elegance." President Dior behind him had a dark face and was full of anger. "But when you look at the magnificent sunset in Zayn, should you think about my son who is still in the hospital?"

The beautiful scenery outside the French window was reflected in the Merry's black eyes of Zayn. He smiled and put the coffee on the table. "So President Dior is here I thought that Dior's company needs to discuss something with me."

His words showed that his laziness had nothing to do with him.

And remind him of President Dior's identity He was just a director of a company under the Ali Enterprises company. In front of him, he had to pay attention to the respectful tone of speaking in front of him! President Dior's face was even worse, and he was trembling with anger. "Mr. Ali, you are in charge of the Ali Enterprises, but the matter of my son is also a big deal! Our Dior family only has one son, Fredrick. Now we don't know who has hurt him. The hospital says that he has no ability to be pregnant. How can Mr. Ali not know about this?"

Zayn narrowed his evil dark eyes. If he didn't have pregnant body, wouldn't that be...

"Hehe."

He had guessed that Fredwick would not be fine that day. He had not expected that Fredwick would be even uglier than death!

Zayn turned around and walked over, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers. "May I ask what does President Dior mean? It's only now that I know that something has happened to Frederick. Is there anything wrong that Frederick will be injured so badly?"

He pretended that he didn't know.

"President Dior was already fuming. "Don't you say you don't know that the day Fredwick got into trouble, didn't you call me to ask where Fredwick's 'Daze Garden' is? Did you say you're going to replace Fredwick for a drink?"

President Dior was not muddleheaded. How could he not remember what Zayn had said at that time?

Zayn pinched his chin and said, "I see. Does President Dior think that I have something to do with your son's accident?"

Then Mr. Ali, you must know something!" President Dior wouldn't believe him and didn't know anything about it.

"I'm sorry." Zayn leaned against the office and said with his arms crossed, "President Dior, I'm sorry that I did ask you where Fredwick's is. Because there is a project in the Ali Enterprises, I think I may invite Fredwick to come with me. But that day, I received a phone call from a company and came back. I didn't replace Fredwick on that day."

It was a piece of cake for him to get rid of this matter.

President Dior was so angry that his chest was going up and down, but he couldn't do anything about this sly Crown Prince of the Ali Enterprises. "Does Mr. Ali mean that you didn't go to the 'Daze Garden' that day?"

"Of course." Zayn said, "You can ask Mr. Dior in person whether he saw me that day."

He didn't go to the Fredwick Family's private house, Danda Garden, but just parked a car on the mountainside... Indeed, he hadn't seen Fredwick and Chloe yet.

President Dior's face was as black as charcoal. He pursed his lips and looked at Zayn.

"President Dior, if you don't believe me, you can call Frederick now and ask him if he saw me that day." Zayn lit a cigarette leisurely, as if he was not worried about President Dior's doubts at all.

Although President Dior had asked Fredwick many times, when he heard this, he immediately called the hospital and said, "Fredwick, did Mr. Ali ever look for you when you had an accident that day? Tell me the truth!"

On the phone, the voice of Frederick was weak and powerless, and he gritted his teeth with a hint of tolerance. "It's all said that it's my business. Zayn didn't come to me that day, and I'm not familiar with him." He hung up the phone directly.

Zayn heard it clearly. "President Dior, I've told you that I didn't see Frederick that day."

"In that case." President Dior did not give up and said fiercely, "Dior Company has joined the Ali Enterprises. Now that my son has been plotted against, isn't Mr. Ali going to help the Da family to replace out the truth?"

Zayn sneered in his heart.

The matter of the Dior family had nothing to do with him!

However, he still looked gentle and generous on the surface. "Of course, if something happens to the Dior family, I will try my best to assist in the investigation."

After President Dior left, although zayn was not interested in the injury of Frederick, his face darkened when he thought of Chloe, who had been taken away by him that day.

He put the car keys, mobile phones, and lighter into his trouser pocket, picked up his coat and said to the secretary outside when he walked out of the office, "I'll go out. If Kate calls me, tell her that I won't go back tonight."

"Yes, Your Highness." The secretary replied.

Because sometimes, his cell phone could not be turned on No one knew where he went.

Chloe changed into a beautiful dress in the evening. The thin makeup couldn't hide her natural beauty. Her skin was pale, and she put on the lipstick that she had always liked to increase her color. That night, Aman personally went back to the Ninth Dragon Villa Lake to pick her up.

When Chloe saw the golden Rolls Royce Phantom stop outside the Ninth Dragon Villa Lake, she was a little surprised. After getting on the car, she looked at Aman next to her and said, "It's strange. You actually came back to pick me up in person?"

Aman was still sitting next to him coldly, noble and handsome, but his eyes were gentle. "What can't I do for you?"

Chloe shrugged. "I am flattered."

"Then get used to it."

What did it mean to get used to it?

When Chloe was thinking about Aman meaning, Aman asked her, "Where do you want to eat?"

"Then let's go to 'Florum' and finish the half bottle of wine last time," Chloe said, holding the house.

"Okay." Aman stroked her head and said to the driver in front of him, "The Florum Hotel."

After the car left the Ninth Dragon Villa Lake, Aman looked at Chloe, who was lowering her head next to him. "What's wrong?"

Chloe remembered that he had touched her head just now, and her face was as red as a cooked shrimp. "Why... why did you touch my head?"

This question almost stopped Aman.

He didn't know why this girl asked such a question for a long time.

Chloe slowly raised her face and stole a glance at him. He put his forefinger and fingers on his chin, as if he was thinking about this problem seriously.

He sat next to her with his long legs crossed. He was in a light-colored suit, with the same color vest and white shirt inside. The top of the shirt was tied with a tie. With his beautiful and indifferent face, it seemed that he had a strong sense of abstinence!

Following his collar down, the well-cut suit vaguely outlined his chest muscles and tight-fitting waist... It was a pity that he didn't go to be a model!

Chloe gulped and looked away.

Although it was not the first time for her to see Aman, and she had seen him when he was not wearing clothes, she had an impulse to have nosebleeds every time she looked at Aman carefully. Oh no, she must have become a girl crazy, Aman exclusive girl-crazy!

Aman did not ignore this little girl peeping at his eyes. He put down his hand and said, "I have a more appropriate answer about your question."

"Oh, what is it?"

Chloe looked at him again.

Why does a man like to touch a woman's head? Because it feels good?

Although her hair was soft and smooth.

But if he touched her every day, her hair on top of her head would be cut off. What was wrong with her bald head?

"Just like when you women see lovely dogs or cats, or other pets, you suddenly have an impulse to touch their heads." Aman said to Chloe with a trace of a smile, and his tone was serious. "That's because the pet is cute!" Chloe couldn't figure it out.

"Same logic."

Chloe was stunned, and her heart was burning. "What? You said I'm a pet..."

"It's cute."

A warm lips kissed her hair on top of her head.

The small flame was extinguished by a basin of water.

Wisps of smoke could be seen.

Chloe was discouraged and froze on the spot. "...Ke Ke is lovely?"

The big hand answered her and rubbed her hair. "Of course, Chloe is the cutest."

In order not to embarrass herself,

Chloe immediately laughed and change the topic...

That night, Chloe and Aman came to the Florum Hotel again. It seemed that he had made a reservation in advance and they came back to the special private room.

"Welcome, Mr. Aman, Ms. Bishop." The two rows of waiters stood on both sides of the gate and greeted them in a sweet voice.

In order to welcome this man, the hotel tried its best to keep a low profile as he said, but it was also very imposing. It also let more than 20 security guards stand outside.

Aman and Chloe walked through the door and went straight in.

Two bodyguards stayed outside.

There were only two of them in the luxurious gold-like private room on the whole wall. Even John was gone. a two-person world. It was definitely Chloe turned back to look at the waitresses outside and asked Aman, "I want to ask, is this the private room you specially booked? Is there any room for more than 300 days a year, and you don't receive other guests?"

Aman came to the window seat where they sat last time and leaned back gracefully. "Yes, but I didn't let the hotel settle down until we came last time." Although 'Florum' was the property of Emperor, he would not come here for dinner. Chloe immediately sat opposite him.

"Why?"

"Because I think you like the dishes here very much."

Chloe was speechless to refute.

Mr. Ali, you know me too well!

The dining table was covered with a piece of French high-grade table cloth, and there was a fragrant rose in the vase. Rose was a symbol of a passionate love!

Almost all women loved roses.

Chloe was staring at the rose in a daze

He pulled out the rose with one hand in front of him. Aman suddenly turned to the manager who was waiting beside him and said coldly,

"Change this flower."