Don't Mess with the Rock Chicks by F BOY’s DOLL

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Chapter 312

Bowen sat perfectly still on the sofa.

A few minutes later, the woman appeared in front of him with Chris.

Chris was a little surprised when he saw Bowen: “Mr. Evert, is there something wrong with the

contract?”

Of course the contract is fine.

He asked Chris to come over to see how he reacted to this woman with red spots all over her face?

There was nothing strange about his reaction.

Bowen stared at them for a moment: “It’s some small details

in the morning. Mr. Harris doesn’t seem to have made it clear to you. Here is the supplementary

agreement. Please read it again.”

Bowen pushes a brown paper bag over the coffee table.

Chris took it immediately, opened it and handed it to the woman obediently.

The woman whispered while watching: “You can just read it yourself, and you are not illiterate, so why

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give it to me first?”

“Aren’t you my agent?”

The two were talking in a low voice, and they seemed to have a harmonious and familiar relationship.

If Bowen asks at this time, is she really your agent Jane?

They must think they are crazy.

Even he thought he was crazy.

He just passed by yesterday, and he smelled something unusual.

Inexplicably signed a model, and inexplicably ran over at night to verify whether the agent was Jolene.

Jolene is dead.

He saw her bones, and even Karry took her soul.

What is he still doubting?

Is he too suspicious, or is he not reconciled?

While the two looked down at the agreement, Bowen was looking around the room.

He still didn’t give up, and wanted to find out the clues of Jolene’s existence from here.

But no, everything here belongs to a strange woman.

All of a sudden, I lost interest and lost interest in everything.

When the two were watching carefully, Bowen had already stood up from the sofa and walked towards

the door.

Chris was the first to react, and raised his head to look at Bowen’s back inexplicably.

“Mr. Evert…”

“Look first, if you have any questions, please contact Mr Harris. I still have something to do, so I’m

leaving first.”

“Chris, go see Mr. Evert off, it’s not convenient for me to go out with my face.” The woman also quickly

stood up and told Chris.

“No need.” Bowen had already opened the door and walked out.

Chris sent him to the elevator anyway, and wanted to follow him down, but Bowen refused.

“There are a lot of your fans outside the door, it’s not convenient for you to go downstairs, so go here.”

Chris bowed to him very politely: “Then Mr. Evert, you go.”

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“There’s no need to do such a big gift.” Bowen said flatly.

“Jane told me to respect you, she said that you will be our boss in the future.”

Looking at the green–eyed male model in front of him, Bowen turned and walked into the elevator

without saying anything.

The elevator door closed slowly, and it also closed Chris’s pretty face.

Walking out of the hotel gate, Gideon and Bud were waiting for him by the car.

Seeing him come out, Gideon quickly opened the car door, and Bud jumped into the car and started it.

Bowen took two steps, and suddenly felt a pair of eyes watching him from behind.

When he turned around, there was nothing but a crowd of fans behind him.

When did he become more and more neurotic, more and more sensitive.

Even thought anyone was Jolene.

This is probably a disease, right?

A disease that does not know when it will be cured.

When Blue had the accident, was he also sick like this?

Then I don’t know.

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