She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 992: Where Did This Idiot Come From

"Left?" The man chuckled, "Without my permission, not even a fly can escape."

"Ah!" Pip Finch suddenly scread, capturing everyone’s attention.

The man frowned, displeased, "What are you yelling about?"

Pip Finch pointed to the air, looking innocent, "A fly just flew by."

The man: "..."

"Oh jeez, it flew back." Pip Finch eagerly looked at him, "Aren’t you going to catch that fly?"

The man: "..."

Damn, where did this idiot co from?

Raina looked at the man, her slightly lowered eyelids hiding the chill in her eyes. Her tone was calm as she said, "So, what you an is you want to sleep with ?"

"Yeah, and not just you, Old Mrs. Hawthorne, Auntie Warren... There are many of us; you don’t need to worry about us not servin’ you well. I guarantee we’ll satisfy you."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Raina’s face.

Raina turned her head, dodging him.

The man didn’t mind and chuckled, addressing his n, "This Young Mistress Hawthorne is young and full of energy. I’ll handle her first, no objections, right?"

"None!"

Seeing his n giving him such face, the man was quite satisfied, and when he looked at Raina, it was as if he was eyeing a piece of at on his chopping board.

"Impressive." Pip Finch couldn’t help but give a thumbs up to the middle-aged man, saying in a praising tone, "I always thought I was not afraid to die, but you’re even braver. Impressive, impressive."

Lune turned to glance at Pip Finch after hearing him, "I didn’t expect Pip Finch to know he’s not afraid to die."

"You’re right; these things are really thrilling."

Seeing Raina nod in agreent, everyone present was taken aback.

Old Mrs. Hawthorne was even more incredulous and couldn’t help but say, "Raina, what are you saying? These bad-hearted people will truly ruin you."

Raina held Old Mrs. Hawthorne’s hand, soothingly patting its back, then turned to the man with a smile, "You want so action, want to shoot an adult film, sure, I can cooperate with you."

"As expected, that’s quite sensible of Young Mistress Hawthorne." The man looked at Raina with satisfaction, "As long as you cooperate obediently with , when I make it big, I’ll ensure you find a place to settle down. You’ll have a life of luxury, I guarantee."

"Well, thank you so much." Raina said, "Seeing how you’re taking such care of , I can’t neglect you either."

"Oh? Are you really going to compensate ?"

"Compensation? If you consider it that way, you’re not wrong. Truth is, I just want you to have so fun."

The man was instantly intrigued, "How do you plan to amuse ?"

Raina looked at the man, her lips curling into a mischievous smile, "Naturally, by having you and your buddies brawl first."

"Brawl?"

Raina said calmly, "Yeah, whether you want to film or fight is fine, as long as I’m entertained, and you’re all left standing with just one upright."

Upon hearing this, the man was montarily stunned. He exchanged glances with his n, then burst into laughter.

"Ha ha, is this woman losing her mind? She wants us guys to fight?"

"I think she’s watched too many dramas, thinking that with a smile, we’ll fight each other for her!"