Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 220 This is not easy to say

Filip looked to old Mrs. Pearson: "It doesn't hurt to have it once in a while."

old Mrs. Pearson also did not break him down, only grunted: "You are quite diligent to return recently,

the company is not busy with things?"

"Even if I'm busy, I can come back and have a meal with you."

"That's not what you used to say."

old Mrs. Pearson saw him still eating: "You don't eat so much, you tend to accumulate food at night and

affect your sleep."

"Hmm."

Filip responded, not taking any more, and took the tea Martha handed him: "Thank you Aunt Martha."

Martha smiled a little: "You've been back a lot in the meantime, and Frances is in a much better mood."

old Mrs. Pearson, however, denied it: "It's a good time for the weather, so of course I'm in a good

mood."

Filip looked at her and his thin lips hooked slightly, "Someone told me that old people need company."

The "someone" is who need not say naturally know, old Mrs. Pearson and Martha looked at each other:

"You are listening to others."

Filip smiled in a rare moment: "It's late, you go to bed early, I'll go to the study to read some papers."

"Go ahead, you're not young either, take care of your health."

Filip, who was in his early thirties, was slightly silent: "Got it."

Is thirty-two very old?

After watching Filip go upstairs, old Mrs. Pearson also got up and went to her room, Martha followed

her, "Miss Bradley still has a heart for you."

This point old Mrs. Pearson naturally will not deny: "Filip this person always have big ideas, rare will

listen to others."

Speaking of which, old Mrs. Pearson suddenly let out a laugh: "It's kind of one thing after another."

"Master Filip sex is too cold some, Miss Bradley although not lively, but a will live, if the two can be

together, the future of life, will not be bad."

"That's true. It depends on how good he is at it, it was his wife and he lost it himself."

"I still believe in Master Filip."

"That's hard to say."

It was 8:08:40 when Starry returned to the villa, and she gave Filip a message.

Tomorrow, Saturday, Izabella asked her to accompany her on a blind date.

The wind was comfortable tonight. After a shower, Starry relaxed at the balcony for a while until ten

o'clock, when she went back to her room, took her medicine, set her alarm and went to sleep.

Probably because the Scott family has gotten Lucia's goat, she didn't text again tonight.

Starry woke up the next morning to see that at 12:00 last night, Filip had sent her a message asking

her if Lucia had sent her any more messages.

She opened the curtains and picked up the phone and said "No".

At 8:30, Starry drove to the Baxter residence and ran into Dillon who was out.

"Looking for Izabella, huh?"

Starry nodded, "Izabella asked me to have dinner with her."

Dillon doesn't understand, "That girl! Come in and sit down, she'll probably be a while!"

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll just wait in the car."

Dillon didn't push it much, "I have something to do, I'm going back to the office, you guys have fun!"

Dillon said, and was about to drive, but then suddenly remembered what happened yesterday: "The

Scott family thing, did you know about it?"

With all the fuss, you should know about it, right?

Filip This guy helped people out, but also have to let people know ah!

Starry smiled, "Got it."

"That's fine! If you need anything in the future, just ask Filip, he'll do it for you!"

He waved his hand and really drove off this time.

Starry also waved a hand in response.

Dillon looked at Starry's waving hand inside the rearview mirror and raised an eyebrow, thinking that

some people are really sour chickens.

When Starry first married into the Pearson family, many people in the circle were saying that Starry was

a chicken turned into a phoenix, and that she had to wait on old Mrs. Pearson every day.

In fact, Starry was never submissive in front of old Mrs. Pearson.

For their several Filip's friends, everyone is home is quite, she also never deliberately climb what.

She never wanted to break into their circle, and she clearly knew where she stood Izabella.

Other than that, with Izabella's favor to her, she is in this Araria City, even if she is arrogant, no one

really dares to say anything in front of her.

Starry has to take advantage of the Baxter family's power, easily.

But she never borrowed from the Baxter family, even except for Izabella, she only kept her manners for

them, the Baxters.

Not flattering nor inferior, humble and confident.

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passed.

Dillon collected his thoughts and the car drove out of the villa area.

Izabella was grabbed by Mrs. Baxter and dressed up, and by the time she left the house it was 9:30.

Starry waited at the door for almost forty minutes.

"Starry, have you been waiting long?"

"It's okay, it's a nice day."

Izabella got into the car, the skirt of her dress was a little long and she had to pull it with her hands: "It's

my mother's fault for making me wear such an exaggerated dress and making me wear makeup!"

Starry eyes circled over Izabella: "Beautiful, Mrs. Baxter has a good eye."

"Hey, don't you dare praise me!"

Starry smiled a little, "We go over there now?"

"Almost there, traffic may be jammed on Saturday."

Izabella fastened her seat belt and looked to Starry at the side: "Starry, you look good lately, did you

sleep well last night?"

"It's pretty good."

"Then of course you have to sleep well and celebrate THE Scott family thing!"

Izabella said, after a pause: "By the way, how about we finish later, go for a stroll in the afternoon, have

dinner in the evening, and then go sit in a bar? I haven't even gone out with you in a while!"

"Listen to you."

Starry has little interest in any of this, and Izabella will listen to her even if she doesn't pamper herself,

not to mention that she is pampering herself at the moment.

"Starry you are so nice! If you weren't driving, I'd give you a kiss!"

Starry gave her a sideways glance, "That might not work too well, the lipstick will blossom."

"Make up is all."

"This makeup of yours is not very good to fix."

Izabella used her phone to look at her makeup, "My mom, looking at beauty bloggers said this what

bite lip makeup looks good, had to get it for me, just because of this bite lip makeup, got more than 20

minutes!"

With a red light just ahead, Starry stopped the car and looked over at Izabella, "Beautiful."

"Really?"

Izabella also wears makeup, but she always maintains a skeptical attitude towards these odd looks,

probably because she has to be photogenic and her usual makeup is simple and generous.

"Really."

Starry was helpless, "Why would I lie to you?"

As we were talking, the phone suddenly rang.

Starry looked at it, it was an unfamiliar number, she just hung up.

"Who is it?"

"It may be a typo."

Just as she said this, the phone rang again.

Starry frowned for a moment and handed the phone to Izabella: "Izabella, get that for me."

The green light ahead came on and she had to drive.