Louis squinted his fingers.

The light in the corner of Diana's eyes seemed to see something falling from Louis's hand.

She instantly understood that she was overreacting and she immediately thought of remedies.

She smiled awkwardly and asked: "Right, I want to ask what kind of clothes I should wear."

Originally, she knew exactly what kind of clothes to wear to work, but her previous clothes had been completely rejected by Louis.

Louis was displeased and looked at her disdainfully. "You can't wear this kind of clothes you are wearing." This woman hadn’t even thrown away her previous clothes? Her styles really needed to question.

Diana said heartily that she was going to meet Dean, therefore, so she put on her old clothes on purpose. Who knew that she would be caught by him? Besides, this dress was just a little cheaper and a little more casual.

She sneered and asked: "I wonder if the ones you prepared for me are suitable for work?"

Louis said, "Ask Eddy. "

Alright, she asked the wrong person in a hurry. Diana stood up and prepared to send Louis to the door, but when she saw him standing still, and said: "I asked you to ask Eddy. "

Diana was stunned for a moment before reacting to estimate that he wanted her to ask Eddy now, so he immediately called Eddy. As she dialed the number, she made a fuss about it. It was really tired to guess what Louis was thought about all day long. She and Louis were so different from each other. Was it well for them to work together?

Eddy replied on the phone, "If it's convenient for you in the past two days, I'll bring you a stylist. "

Stylist? Diana was stunned and said: "Don't be so grand, I just want to be a small secretary. Don't be like a high-level elite. Just tell me what style is right, and I'll buy it myself."

Eddy said: "This kind of thing is still the profession of the stylist. I don't know much about women's clothing. You should make an appointment."

Diana looked at Louis and covered her phone, "Eddy said that he wanted to introduce me to the stylist. There's no need to be so grand. I'll just go to the mall and buy myself."

Louis looked at her from the ground up. He did not recognize Diana's taste and the object could see from his eyes.

She immediately said, "Okay, I got it. I'll still see the stylist."

She spit out old blood in her heart. Even though she was just a cheongsam, she was a fashion designer at any rate. She was an advertising major at university.

Even so, she still did not want to be a cheongsam to come out and shocked Louis's thoughts.

After Louis left, she greeted Lisa and went back to her bedroom and fell on the bed in a daze.

The words that James had said uncontrollably got into her mind and tortured her uneasy. If, she thought, it would have been nice if they had met before she was forced to marry into the Miller family, as James said.

She turned over and lay on the bed, burying her face in the bed. There was nothing if in this world.

Before meeting with the stylist, Diana got the key to the new car. The white Bentley was calm and luxurious. She looked at the car and thought to her that it was just an ordinary car to Louis.

"I want to know that how much is my monthly salary?" Diana asked in front of the car. Two days later, she had stepped out of her depression and was standing with Louis.

Louis asked: "Why did you ask this?"

Diana laughed, "I just want to know whether my salary is enough for this car." A small secretary opened Bentley to work.

Louis asked, "Are you overpaid or do you want to send this back to me or sell it to donate?"

Diana was stunned. Was this satire? She laughed, "I just didn't think it was such a good car. I was shocked to be incoherent. Please don't mind."

Louis said: "In the secretary's room, there is a secretary who is the daughter of the company's director and one is the daughter of artist Gary Dupont. The last time you went to the company, they both went out to work. It's not a big deal to have more of your car. "

Diana was shocked, "There are so many people in your secretary room?" Why are there so many daughters? She remembered that many of the secretaries she saw the last time she went to the company were young girls. They really came to work? How else could this company be?

Louis looked at Diana coldly, "They're not affiliates. If they don't have the real talents, I won't accept anyone's daughter. If you don't work well, I'll send you to be a cleaner."

Diana immediately put away her light heart. "I'm sorry. I said something wrong just now, I will work well." She shouldn't just say that someone else was a related person by virtue of their family background.

Louis was quite satisfied with her attitude. Although she was often not very sincere about her mistake, he could see that this time was different.

"Test your car," he said again.

This time, the test run smoothly. When Louis mentioned something, Diana got the point.

"Where are you practicing the car?" Her driving skills were quite good. Louis was suddenly curious about where she practiced the car skills after she got her driver's license.

Diana looked straight ahead and said: "When I work during university, it always had no man to drive. Sometimes I need to drive a car to deliver goods."

"Delivery? What kind of car?" Louis thought, could it be a small item?

Diana looked at him, smiled, "The van."

Louis looked at her smile and was very surprised by her answer. He did not understand what it was like to drive a van. It was worthy of her smile. His eyes stunned. Two days ago, this woman obviously didn't look very emotional. Why was she happy now?

He could not bear to ask this question. He would seem to care more about her.

"Don’t forget go back to the house on Saturday." When he left, he reminded Diana.

How did Diana forget? "I'll never forget it."

At this moment, none of them had thought that they would just go back for a meal, and it would cause a stir because of the car.

These days were the end of the month. According to the prior agreement, Sam's medical expenses needed to be settled.

The list was presented to Louis for signature.

Louis glanced at the details. Just as he was about to sign, he suddenly thought of what Diana had said when she was drunk, and hung his hand in the air.

He folded the list and handed it to Kris, "The bills that come from the hospital every month will be personally sent to Brooke and stared at him to pay."

Kris was confused as he looked at Louis. Why did this? Didn't he say that the medical expenses should be borne by him? Why did he suddenly transfer it to Brooke?

These days, he, along with Grace and Eddy, had guessed their boss's thoughts. They had even discussed in secret whether they should change the call of Diana. They did not dare to call the shots themselves, so this matter would not be resolved. Now, with this addition, they could not guess. Things about Louis were really mysterious.

Brooke looked at Louis's bill and turned to sweat.

He had planned to drag it, thinking that he could drag it for a moment. He knew that Louis would send someone from the list to him for signature. What a miscalculation!

He looked at the numbers on the bill and felt cool. He had only stayed in for a few days. He had already spent so much money. After the operation, and the recovery, the cost was really so large that dared not to imagine. Right now, Sam almost depended on money for his life.

He pretended to sign the list calmly, and even wrote a check on the spot. If his hands did not shake, he would have looked even more aura.

Kris took the check and looked at it before leaving.

"Mr. Kris, please wait a moment." Brooke politely retained him.

Although Kris seemed to be a secretary beside Louis, Brooke did have to respect him. This was like the guards and eunuchs of the king in ancient times.

Kris did not know that Brooke secretly compared him to the ancient guards and eunuchs. He only knew that this was Diana's father, so in the face of Diana, he should be polite to him.

"Mr. Brooke, what’s wrong?" He asked.

"This bill, or else, let the hospital send it to my company every month, so that you don't have to run every month, Mr. Kris." Brooke said with a smile.

Kris smiled. "I can't do this. When I go back, I’ll ask Mr. Louis. I'll give you an answer later."

When Kris asked Louis, Louis replied expressionlessly: "No, I want to understand the progress of the patient's condition."

He did not believe Brooke, someone who could even dig his own daughter, did not have any credibility. The reason why he did not take action against him was because he had already given the money to the Wood family, how the family should distribute it to them was their own business. Second, he suddenly realized on the night Diana was drunk that, he could control over her through the money!

Brooke actually thought about how much the patient's progress was related to the hospital bill. However, if Louis wanted to say so, he naturally did not dare to say that his illness was not related to the bill.

Brooke worriedly thought that the Miller family already knew that he had swallowed Diana's gift, but he did not send anyone to ask the money back. He just sent a man to send the bill. It seemed that Sam's medical expenses were estimated. It was the Miller family's tools to beat him. Forgot it, he thought, as long as the Miller family did not force him to return the billion, let alone Sam.