His Beloved Mate

"Your assistant."

Cassie looked at Dylan in astonishment. "I don't need. I just need to stay at home every day. I don't need an assistant."

Glancing at Cassie, Dylan said, "When our relationship is exposed, many business partners' wives will invite you to all kinds of banquets and afternoon tea. She is responsible for arranging the schedule for you. If you think you are capable of doing this, I won't arrange an assistant for you, but can you?"

His last sentence was full of doubts.

Frowning, Cassie said, "There isn't a term like this in the contract!"

With a meaningful smile, Dylan said, "You may need to read the contract again."

Hearing this, Cassie looked at him helplessly. In addition to this, there was also a forced kiss. How many additional terms were there.

She began to regret that she hadn't read the contract carefully.

Dylan said to Cheryl, "Send her size to the women's clothing stores of major brands later. They begin to make all kinds of dresses for her. And shoes."

From now on, Cassie had to attend all kinds of occasions with him. She should have a decent suit.

"Okay, Mr. Dylan," Cheryl said, as she quickly wrote it down on her laptop.

Holding the hand of Cassie, Dylan went upstairs. In the long corridor building, a servant saw him and greeted him respectfully.

"Hello, Sir and Madam."

It took Cassie a long time to find the bedroom. There was a guest room and a cloakroom next door. The whole house was brightly lit. When she opened the balcony's door, warm sunshine shone on her.

Cassie stood in the balcony, and the sunshine shone on her body warm and harmonious. She smiled and looked up, bathing in the warm sunshine. The breeze blew her hair, coated with a faint glow.

Seeing her like this, Dylan couldn't help smiling.

The card holder were mostly politicians, billionaires and socialites from various countries. They were invited by the American Express to go through the formality. The card holder could enjoy the exclusive treatment, rights and

stunned for a

money," Dylan

black cards before, but she didn't expect to see them here today.

I have the payment.

didn't want to spend his money. Although they were a nominal couple and it seemed that there

"It's your business. I'll give you the card anyway. By

and said,

me your phone."

her phone and handed it to him. "What are you doing?" she asked.

phone, Dylan unlocked the screen with his slender fingers and input a string of numbers, "This is

could always read her

proposal a few

"Tell Belle Wu what you want for lunch and ask her

"What? Aren't

in the company,"

mouth again and said, "Or do you want me to stay and have

that, Cassie curled her lips and retorted, "No,

turned around and

and then went downstairs. She ate lunch alone, so she didn't bother Belle Wu to cook. She just ate a

dining room and suggested, "Mrs. Dylan,

can call me Cassie. I feel awkward

said, "How can I break

thought "Carter, are you stupid because you are exploited

"Carter, am I the hostess of

Carter replied, "Of course."

said, "Since I'm the hostess,