Chapter 167 Lock Her in the Villa

All of a sudden, Megan felt powerless. This condition was complicated to explain. How could a man

understand what a period was?

It was obvious that he wanted her to be pregnant, so she decided to cut off his idea directly.

"Anyway, I'm not pregnant. You don't have to lock me in the villa."

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His face darkened slightly as he stared into her eyes as if trying to figure out the truth in her words.

There are so many women who are more excellent than me. Any woman will give birth to a child, so you don't have to force me. And you just heard what Vada said. I have been working hard to get sick in recent years, and it is not suitable for me to have a child at all. Even if I am really pregnant, I am afraid that the child will not develop well. I am thin and weak. You have always been a person who knows how to use people, and you also understand the principle of letting the right people do the right things."

Leo raised his eyebrows. "Let the right person do the right thing?"

"Yes, let a healthy woman give birth to a child for the Mayor family. Let me, an old employee, stand on the last shift for the Mayor Group and use the rest of my time to hand over the work to Secretary James smoothly. Then, I can work for the Mayor Group for the last twenty days."

He snorted disdainfully, and his eyes turned from confusion to certainty.

She frowned. "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you, workaholic."

Megan did not deny it. "Although our marriage is not perfect, the company and I actually help each other. I use my own ability to help the company move forward steadily and the company helps me to improve my social status. Let's separate business from private affairs. I won't vent my personal anger to the company. I am still grateful to the Mayor Group. I hope it can be better."

Leo had never doubted this point.

From the beginning to the end, she had been busy with a sudden team-building exercise. She even slapped Sasha in the face to interrupt the live broadcast to protect the reputation of the Mayor Group. It could be seen that as a secretary, Megan was absolutely outstanding.

The two of them talked for a long time, and Leo had been observing her.

At this time, Megan was able to negotiate with him clearly, and her face looked much better. He was slightly relieved. "Sit down and have a rest first."

"I'm really not pregnant..."

"Whether you are pregnant or not, you must still be weak after losing so much blood."

Without hesitation, he pulled her up and pressed her against the bed.

He compressed his lips tightly, thought for a moment, and then asked, "So, you still choose to work hard even

if you can easily become rich by giving birth to the Mayor family, don't you?"

"Yes."

"But you clearly know that if you give birth to the child, I can give you more money than what you can earn in your whole life."

Megan suddenly smiled bitterly and suddenly remembered the questions that Vada had just asked her.

In the past three years, she had countless opportunities to change jobs. It was certain that she would be

promoted and get a raise, but she did not choose to leave.

Vada thought that Megan had fallen in love with Leo.

She shook her head and subconsciously denied the answer. There was a hint of mockery in her tone as she said, "If you're my only target, why don't I do plastic surgery based on Tessa earlier?" Leo raised his eyebrows in surprise, but then he felt that this path did make sense.

First of all, she looked very similar to Tessa, so she didn't need too much plastic surgery.

If she had had this idea long ago and carried it out, nothing would have happened to Sasha in the future.

Relying on the fact that she looked exactly like Tessa after plastic surgery, coupled with her intelligence and means, she could give birth to a child as soon as possible. In this way, she would be able to stand tall in the

Mayor family forever and have no worries for the rest of her life.

He asked, "There's a shortcut. Why didn't you choose one?"

Megan laughed and said half-jokingly, "Because I'm walking on my own way, although it's full of difficulties."

After saying that, she suddenly recalled something...

She didn't slap Sasha very hard, but the swelling of her face could be described as exaggerated.

And she remembered that when Sasha hurt her face, Paul came out to help her out. He seemed to have

mentioned once that there was a secret hidden in it that could make Sasha doomed eternally.

Could she have... had plastic surgery?

But after thinking about it, Megan felt that it was impossible.

She still remembered that night in the villa. Leo was very fierce in that matter. Her original face couldn't stand

it, and her lips were swollen for several days.

If Sasha had had plastic surgery, according to how much Leo doted on her a while ago, her face had already.

been ruined. How could she have held on until now?

"Why are you in a daze?"

He gently pushed her arm.

11..."

"Leo!" Vada pushed the door open with a bang and rushed in. The moment she saw Old Mr. Mayor, she quickly corrected herself. "Ah, no, Mr. Mayor, those reporters are here again!"

Leo's expression suddenly changed. "Didn't I send them away just now?"

"They left, but they came back!"

Megan was about to get out of bed. "Did Alex's family contact them? I'll be right there."

"No, no, it's none of your business this time!" Vada quickly stopped her and swallowed anxiously. "It's Sasha.

She came to the hospital!"

"What is she doing here?!"

"What is she doing here?!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time and frightened Vada.

She blinked her eyes in a daze and was a little shocked by the tacit understanding between them. "... I don't know the details. I only saw her agent coming with her. She wrapped her face tightly in a coat and hurried into the emergency roo

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