No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 60 General
Clean and tempting, just like she herself.
Arnold Simmons stared at the girl in front of him, his gaze lingering on her delicate eyebrows and eyes, remaining silent for a long time.
After a moment of silence, he reluctantly said, "Ordinary."
The smile at the corner of Hannah’s mouth froze, suppressing her anger, she shifted her posture and asked again, "Mr. Simmons, won’t you come in and sit down?"
Her words were blatantly clear.
Others might say it to achieve some unspeakable goal, but for Hannah, it was just about proving her beauty after being repeatedly rejected by a certain person.
The man’s gaze gradually darkened, the beast he had been struggling to suppress was clamoring to break free from its cage, ready to swallow the foolish girl in front of him.
What should he say at this point? 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
Woman, are you playing with fire?
Woman, you’ve successfully caught my attention?
...Where did he learn these lines?
But they strangely fit the occasion.
A whirl of thoughts stirred in Arnold Simmons’s mind, everything seemed to be pulled by an emotion called impulse, heading in one direction, taking away all his rationality.
The corridors of the five-star hotel were not narrow, and there weren’t many rooms on the same floor. It was very quiet.
The quieter the environment, the easier it is to evoke certain dark desires in people, for instance...
Arnold Simmons looked up, a mix of blood-red and darkness in his eyes, reflecting only one person’s face, filled with obsession and morbidity.
He wanted to say, Hannah Winter, you will regret your decision today, for you’re releasing a demon by your own hand.
Or maybe, after calculating and pretending for so long, the young girl’s true intention has finally been revealed, just like all the others.
But this time, he was willing to take the bait.
However, before he could speak, the young girl in front of him abruptly halted her movements, crossed her arms, puffed out her cheeks, looking aggrieved and angry, "Arnold Simmons, you will regret it, when I become the darling of the entire entertainment industry, when men of all ages, from eight to eighty, fall for me, you will regret overlooking my exceptional beauty and irresistible charm today."
"You can keep your ’Frog’ forever!"
After the girl finished speaking, the front door slammed shut with a "bang".
Arnold Simmons: "..."
His extended hand was left suspended in the air, the emotions that had filled his eyes vanished instantly, while his other hand holding the key card was still deciding whether to enter and finish what he had intended to do earlier.
The next second, the door opened again, a furry head peeked out, its eyes widened as soon as it saw him, and snatched the key card in his hand.
Except for the faint scent lingering in the air, there was also a defiant statement, "I’ll transfer you the money when I get back."
Feeling the loss of the warm, soft touch that his fingertips had brushed for an instant, the man chuckled and shook his head.
Perhaps sometimes he should speak less and act more.
*
In the room, Hannah reached into her pocket and tossed the Golden Lotus, which had been buzzing all day, onto the desk. Then she started examining her face in the full-length mirror in the hotel room.
Her eyeliner was not smudged, her eye shadow was not distorted, she hadn’t lost any makeup or powder, even her lipstick was still perfect.
What about her was not good looking?
She turned her head to look at the dazed Golden Lotus crawling up from the table, and asked, "Golden Lotus, am I beautiful?"
Golden Lotus blinked its puppy eyes, scratched its head, appearing troubled, "Master... well... our system doesn’t have the aesthetic standards of normal interstellar humans. In our eyes, whoever has the best system programming is the best."
