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Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Connor McDonald delivered food as his part-time job. One day, he had to deliver food to a hotel infamous for being a sex hotel. When the room door opened, he couldn't believe his eyes. His girlfriend was half-naked, cuddling with a rich kid from their class. "Well, now that you've found out, I guess it's time that you know," the rich kid scoffed. "Your girlfriend is dating me now. "Connor, give up on me. You're an orphan and have no money. Even if you deliver food for the rest of your life, there's no way you can compete with him. You are not good enough for me. Let's break up," his girlfriend said. Connor was utterly dumbfounded, wondering why God would inhibit poor people from being in a normal relationship. Just as he was wallowing in pain, his phone suddenly rang. He received an interesting text message. [You have received 1,000,000,000.00 dollars in your account.] "What the hell?" Connor exclaimed. "Who the heck just transferred 1 billion dollars to me?"

Silent Wind · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
2189 Chs

Can Sincerity Be Eaten?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Nate saw the beautiful figure, he became excited.

He hurriedly ran forward and said with a smile, "Miss Wallace, you're here."

"Mr. Taylor, I'm sorry I'm late…"

Rachel looked at Nate with a faint smile. When she said this, it did not sound like an apology.

Today, Rachel was dressed very sexily. She was wearing a tight-fitting short skirt. Her tall and voluptuous figure looked even more attractive under the contrast of the short skirt. Her entire body was emitting an irresistible temptation.

She had an exquisite oval face that was smooth and delicate. She had light makeup on, and her sexy red lips were covered with a light red lipstick. Her short skirt was wrapped around the seductive curves of her hips, and her slender and fair legs were exposed to the air. It was almost impossible to take one's eyes off her.

When Nate saw Rachel, he was very excited. He quickly smiled and said, "Being late is a beauty's right…"