Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 310

Marcus took her into his arms and said, "Okay, I know you're loyal to me, but there's a project coming

up and we're definitely competing with The Johnson Group. How can you think of a way to win this

project for me?"

"What's the project?" Grace asked.

"I've gotten word that Infinity Tech Company intends to expand its business footprint in the country. This

company has a great future in the medical field, and if I can be the first to get on this flight, then I can

redeem the reputation that I have lost in the company."

Marcus took a sip of wine and said slowly.

Grace doesn't know anything about medical programs, but she will take the side road.

"So how about still stealing the plans like before?"

"Can't you use your head? Do you think Louis is a man who would fall again after what he did?"

Marcus glanced at her and said unkindly.

Grace took a sip of wine, her brain constantly running.

This time, she couldn't let Marcus look down on her again.

She must have done it for him.

Grace gripped her glass tightly as something flashed through her mind.

"Marcus, I've got an idea!"

"Oh? Tell me about it!"

"......"

Palace Hotel.

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Louis carefully put a drunken Violet to bed.

Violet grunted lightly twice and rolled over, muttering and tugging at her clothes.

"So hot, so thirsty."

The woman's small face was scarlet, and her long, slender fingers ripped open the buttons of her shirt

to reveal the white fullness.

Slightly undulating, extraordinarily provocative.

Louis' eyebrows were deep and his eyes unconsciously swept past her breasts and all the way down.

He is so crazy!

Why did you bring her to the hotel?

Louis closed his eyes, suppressing his inner turmoil, heard her muttering, and turned to get him water.

"Get up, drink some water and go back to sleep."

Violet was helped to her feet, she licked her slightly dry lips and took the glass of water and drank it in

one gulp.

The woman in her arms emits a fragrance that is unique to her, with a little bit of alcohol, inviting the

imagination.

Louis lowered his eyes, looked at her curly eyelashes, red lips, thinking of the intimate contact he had

with her, and suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

"Well, it's so hot and sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Violet collapsed into bed in a daze.

Louis was yanked by her and flung himself on top of her at once.

His throat knot rolled slightly, looking at the woman's slightly drunken face, his voice was dark, "Violet,

how hard-hearted are you? I've been so good to you, why do you refuse to remarry me?"

Violet opened her misty eyes slightly and looked at Louis for half a day, like she was identifying who he

was.

Half a minute later, she brushed her lips and said with a big tongue, "Because I hate being a third party!

I promised Grace that I would stay away from you. I can't ruin other people's relationships, I can't let

myself become a bad woman's!"

She promised Grace?

And because of that, she rubs his heart under her feet?

Louis narrowed his dark eyes and stared fixedly at Violet.

At that moment, the cell phone in her bag rang.

Violet frowned, muttered, and covered her ears with some impatience.

Like a child.

Louis laughed a little and got up to get her phone, ready to turn it off for her.

The caller ID is Brooklyn.

Louis' brow furrowed slightly and his breath sank around him.

How did she get in touch with Brooklyn again?