Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1807: Pissed off at that bitch!

Half an hour later, Xara got into Jeanne's car without any problems.

As soon as she got into the car, Jeanne saw that she was not walking properly and frowned, "What happened to your foot?"

"I accidentally twisted it yesterday."

She said casually and didn't mention that she had also hurt her back, fearing that Jeanne would be worried.

Jeanne glanced at her while starting the car, "Is it serious, or should I take you to the hospital?"

"No, I've already been to the hospital."

She put on her seatbelt and leaned back in the passenger seat with a bit of frustration, "I also ran into Gilbert and Yvette at the hospital." Jeanne looked uncomfortable and snorted, "Why did they go to the hospital, did they do too many bad things and get struck by lightning?"

She couldn't help but be amused, her voice faint, "I think they went for a pregnancy test."

"And then what, are you just going to let it go?"

Jeanne rolled her eyes in exasperation, "If I were you, I would have punctured their tires!"

Talking with her, Xara's mood gradually relaxed.

At noon, the two of them went to a private restaurant to eat together.

After ordering, Xara asked, "Did you replace out the date of Gilbert's engagement?"

She had been planning for so long, just to fight back against the couple at the engagement party.

Now everything is ready, all that's missing is the time and place of their engagement party.

"I'll pick you up, take you to the styling session, and make you look good at their engagement party, and kill that bitch Yvette!" Jeanne said indignantly.

Xara laughed and joked, "You have so much faith in me?"

Jeanne lifted her jaw and looked proud, "Of course! You're my best friend!"

She was relieved to see that Xara was still able to joke with her and wasn't too upset.

After they finished eating, they found another place to drink something and had a chat.

In the afternoon, seeing that it was almost time, she sent Xara back.

By the time they arrived home, it was already twilight.

Xara thought Solomon was back, but when she had dinner, she didn't see him.

She sat at the table, hesitated for a few seconds, and then saw Shirley, "Where's brother?"

Shirley hastily replied, "Young master still has work, I don't know when he will come back, you can eat first, no need to wait."

"Good."

Xara nodded her head.

During this period of contact, Solomon was indeed very busy, leaving early and returning late, when he came back, he also basically stayed in the study, she could more or less guess that Solomon's identity was not simple. However, among the younger generation in North City, she did not seem to have seen Solomon, nor had she heard of him. I think it should not be in those big families. Maybe she was wrong in her guess.

Moreover, regardless of Solomon's true identity, his help to herself during this time was a real occurrence.

...

Solomon recently took over the company completely and started to make a name for himself in the business world.

In the hotel lobby, the lights were brilliant, the VIPs were gathered, and celebrities from all walks of life were weaving through the crowd like fish in water to entertain. Solomon's side was even more surrounded by the crowd.

"Young Master Solomon, I've heard a lot about you, take care of you in the future."

"From now on, you will be called President Solomon." Someone corrected while flattering flattery, "President Solomon is young and talented, we should cooperate more when we have the opportunity in the future."

Tonight's banquet, Solomon actually only for his father to attend, but everyone still a million enthusiasm.

Everyone knows that this, the Rogers family began to take over the power, the crowd is naturally busy hugging thighs.

Throughout the night, Solomon was toasted a lot.

At the end of the dinner, he had a heavy shadow in front of his eyes, and his feet were very weak.

"President, let me help you..." Seeing the appearance of his own president, the assistant cautiously approached.

Solomon's brow was locked, the bottom of his eyes with blood visible to the naked eye, a serious face, waved his hand, "I'm not drunk, I ..." "President!"

The assistant looked at the glass door that was only half a step away from him and pulled him back to his side with a startled hand.