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After all, if she wanted to get information out of Hawke, it would be best to get him half-drunk first, so that she could use the techniques she had developed for getting information out of him.
After two bottles of red wine.
Betty Ross's cheeks were flushed from drinking, and her eyes were misty, making her look incredibly alluring, especially with her elfin-like beauty.
of course.
She didn't forget her goal of getting Hawke to reveal information.
She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her white shirt, revealing a patch of smooth, white skin.
Unfortunately, whenever she tried to get information out of him, Hawke would always jokingly steer the conversation in another direction, making Betty Ross so angry that she would stomp her feet in frustration.
This spoiled young master has a lot of dirty jokes.
She felt a little hot just listening to it.
Unfortunately, she still hadn't achieved her goal, so she could only continue listening and couldn't just turn around and leave.
After dinner.
Hawke drove Betty Ross home.
She lives alone in an apartment building.
"Betty, I'm a little thirsty. May I come to your house for a drink of water?"
Hawke led her to her doorstep, but instead of leaving, he asked with a smile.
Betty Ross sensed danger.
But having finally managed to get a date with Hawke tonight, it will be difficult to see him again at any other time, as this young master's whereabouts are unpredictable.
If we cannot press on with our momentum, it means all our previous efforts will be in vain...
After hesitating for a moment, Betty Ross nodded:
"Okay, 0..."
She could feel herself playing with fire, but she was confident that she could handle it.
They then welcomed Hawke into their home.
But soon, Betty Ross regretted it; it was so big and strong, she couldn't handle it at all!
She thought of the wonderful times she had spent with her boyfriend Bruce Banner, and two clear tears involuntarily streamed down her cheeks:
"I'm sorry, Bruce... I've fallen!"
The morning sunlight is fresh, bright, gentle yet intense.
The sunlight streams down, filtering through the treetops and casting dappled shadows, creating a sense of tranquility, peace, and warmth.
Betty woke up from her sleep, and as she moved her body slightly, she felt sore all over, as if she had been driving piles all night at the construction site, and her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.
"What...did I do last night?"
Betty rubbed her temples; the hangover and exhaustion made her eyes look somewhat dazed.
Just quickly.
Betty saw the torn black stockings and the black high-slit t-back on her bedroom floor, and her mind instantly registered...
"My God!"
Betty covered her face, she couldn't believe it herself, that last night, she had actually...
"I'm going crazy..."
She already regretted it.
“I shouldn’t have let him into my house last night. I knew it was a very dangerous thing to do…” Betty slapped her head hard. “How could I have been so foolish as to keep playing with fire and think I could handle it?”
She remembers that after returning home, they chatted for only a few minutes, and one of them, she doesn't know who initiated it, started getting entangled together. What followed... were some unspeakable scenes.
"Drinking leads to trouble. I promise I'll never drink so much again."
Betty was on the verge of tears.
276 I'm sorry, Bruce, I've fallen again...
Drinking alcohol really does make you less self-controlled and cause you to do things that you would never normally do.
"You're awake?" Hawke walked into Betty's room with a tray in his hand and said with a smile, "You did a lot of physical work yesterday, so you must be very hungry now. Have some breakfast to tide you over."
Betty looked at the contents of Hawke's plate—hot milk, fried eggs, and sandwiches—and exclaimed in surprise, "Did you make this?"
Hawke shrugged. "What else?"
"I thought someone like you, a rich kid..."
Betty shook her head.
However, she was indeed a little hungry, so she didn't bother to be polite and started eating.
While eating breakfast, her mind was also engaged in a brainstorming session.
She already has a boyfriend, Bruce Banner, and the two are deeply in love. Bruce is just facing difficulties, not dead, so she should be waiting for him to come back and offer him encouragement and comfort. But last night she and Hawke…
She tried to learn a lot of things that neither she nor Bruce knew. How could she face Bruce in the future?
She used to be Bruce's 06 shape, but now she has become Hawk's shape.
If they meet again, will Bruce still be able to accept her?
Betty finished her breakfast little by little, having made up her mind. She suddenly looked up at Hawke with a serious expression and said:
“Mr. Ryan, I already have a boyfriend.”
“I know,” Hawke nodded and said, “but I don’t mind, because I’m not here to ruin your relationship, I’m here to join you! If he doesn’t mind, I don’t care.”
Betty: "???"
She widened her eyes.
When I told you I had a boyfriend, I meant that what happened between us last night was a complete accident, a mistake, so we should just pretend nothing happened and continue with our lives. But what the hell did you tell me?
Do all you rich kids have this much fun?
Is it possible for three people to live together?
Although Betty came from a wealthy family and was the daughter of a general, she had always been a well-behaved and academically gifted girl who got into a prestigious university. She was captivated by the talent of her senior, Bruce Banner, and that's how she started dating him. Moreover, it was just a simple relationship; she hadn't even had any intimate contact with Bruce, let alone been involved in the scandalous affairs of American playboys and playgirls. So, Hawke's words gave her a little American shock, almost making her head explode.
Can you still play like this?
“Mr. Ryan, I think you’ve misunderstood. I love my boyfriend very much.” After her initial shock, Betty managed to calm down. “He’s just away on a business trip and will be back soon. I don’t want him to hear anything that would upset him when he comes back, so let’s just leave what happened last night behind and not bring it up again. Do you understand what I mean?”
“I understand! Of course I understand.” Hawke shrugged and said, “I didn’t expect you to be such a romantic, Betty. In that case, don’t worry, I will do my best to keep your boyfriend from knowing what happened between us.”
"Thank you."
Betty nodded her thanks.
Hawke was surprisingly understanding.
After finishing breakfast, Hawke took his tray and went out to wash up.
Betty also got off the boat and found that Hawke had torn her white shirt and pencil skirt to shreds. Helpless, she could only find another set of clothes in the closet and then walked barefoot into the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of dripping water could be heard.
Not long after, Betty was shocked to find that Hawke had also appeared in the bathroom at some point.
"W-what are you doing in here?" Betty was stunned, then looked at Hawke as if she wanted to bite him: "Didn't you promise me that what happened last night would be over and that you wouldn't bother me and my boyfriend?"
"Yes, I promised you I wouldn't let your boyfriend know what happened between us. Don't worry, I'll definitely be more careful about keeping it a secret from now on!"
Hawke said confidently.
Betty: “…”
Hey, is there something wrong with your thought process? Is it different from other people's?
Don't misinterpret my words, you bastard!
I mean our relationship is over, and we'll go our separate ways from now on. I don't mean you have to hide the truth and continue our relationship!
"Betty, leave this to me. I'll definitely handle it for you and make sure your boyfriend will love you just the same as before when he returns to New York!"
Hawke reached out and wrapped his arm around Betty's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace. He then lowered his head and kissed her moist, red lips.
Betty suddenly opened her eyes wide, weakly pounded Hawke's chest a few times with her small hands, and then let them fall limply. After a while, she tightly hugged Hawke's waist.
Since it's already happened, it shouldn't be a big problem if it happens again, right?
"This is the last time, consider it a parting gift! I'm sorry Bruce, I've fallen again... Waaah!"
……
It's time to go to work.
Hawke drove Betty to the new temporary office building of Umbrella Biosciences.
The car door opens.
Betty quickly opened the car door and fled the vehicle, then immediately began straightening her disheveled clothes. 597
She changed into a white lace V-neck bodycon dress. The puff-style long sleeves at the shoulders accentuated her slender arms, and the tight-fitting dress showcased her curvaceous figure. The slit design at the hem was very trendy and also revealed her long legs.
Dresses made of lace often create a subtly alluring effect. A bold deep V-neckline can showcase a full bust, exuding a sexy and charming temperament, highlighting a pure yet seductive style.
“Young Master Ryan!” Betty glared at Hawke and said, enunciating each word clearly, “Please forget what happened last night and this morning. I’m afraid Bruce will misunderstand!”
After saying that, she didn't wait for Hawke's response and stormed angrily toward the building.
"Hehe, she has quite a personality, I like it."
Hawke smiled slightly and lit a cigarette for himself.
Clearly, Betty was just being stubborn. How could a young woman in the prime of her life continue to live alone like this?
Even if Betty loves Bruce very much, human desires cannot be changed by human will.
Although Betty wasn't a widow yet, Hawke felt he couldn't let her continue living a life of celibacy.
After finishing his cigarette, Hawke drove to the Lane Group building.