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Chapter 795: 250: You think you're worthy to step on her head?
Chapter 795: 250: You think you're worthy to step on her head?
Chapter 795: 250: You think you’re worthy to step on her head?
Visha Garcia is the man that every woman in Country Polluton dreams of marrying.
In fact, not just in Country Polluton.
Anybody who has seen Visha Garcia can’t escape his love charm.
Because Visha Garcia fulfills every woman’s fantasy of a man worldwide.
Nako Garcia’s gaze landed on Viola Thompson again.
Lifting her gaze away, she took out her cellphone and sent Visha Garcia a text.
The JS Hotel was still very quiet tonight.
Besides their group of five, there were only the waiters.
Betty asked, “Miss Nako, is the hotel not accepting other guests again tonight?”
Nako Garcia nodded, “Of course.”
Betty was surprised and flattered.
Wage also felt honored.
They must have saved the galaxy in their last life to be able to meet Nako Garcia in this life.
Ordinary people might not meet Nako Garcia in their entire life.
Mila also took out her phone and took various photos, sharing them with her family.
After all, JS is a member-only hotel.
People without status and position are unable to enter the JS Hotel.
Throughout the process, Viola didn’t even touch her phone.
Very calm.
She didn’t even look at the surrounding decorations more than once.
Soon.
They arrived at the private room.
Visha Garcia was already sitting at the dining table.
Seeing Visha Garcia again, Betty and Wage couldn’t help their accelerating heartbeats, “Mr. Garcia.”
Visha Garcia nodded slightly.
Nako Garcia followed, “Brother, let me introduce you, this is my other roommate’s friend, Mila.”
“Hello.” Mila politely greeted, she couldn’t help but take an extra glance at Visha Garcia.
Visha Garcia is very handsome.
He radiates the charm of a mature man.
Even Mila, who had seen many handsome men, couldn’t help exclaiming.
Most importantly, he is not only handsome but also very rich.
What Visha Garcia hates the most in his life are the obsessed gazes of infatuated women.
They look at him as if they want to devour him.
Men.
Most of them like the feeling of conquest.
For those who throw themselves at him, they only feel disgust and dislike.
Especially Visha Garcia.
Unfortunately, his status is distinguished and his appearance is handsome, he is naturally the top choice for women, so, he has never met a woman who can treat him as an ordinary man.
Visha Garcia turned his gaze to Nako Garcia.
His eyes held a question.
Nako Garcia immediately understood her brother’s meaning, then said: “I have another roommate who is in the restroom.”
Without thinking, she also knew what Viola went to the restroom for.
Because when they were about to reach the private room, Nako Garcia had mentioned that Visha Garcia was also there.
Hearing this news, Viola immediately said she would go to the restroom.
So.
She must have gone to the restroom to touch up her makeup.
Maybe even spray some perfume.
She thought Viola was special.
Turned out, Viola was just ordinary.
Thinking about this, Nako Garcia’s face showed undisguised disdain.
At that moment.
There was a knock in the air.
“It must be Viola.” Mila immediately stood up from her chair and went to open the door.
As the door opened.
As expected, it was Viola.
Seeing Viola, Nako Garcia also stood up from her chair, smiled and said, “Viola, you’re here.”
“Hmm.” Viola nodded slightly.
Nako Garcia frowned slightly.
Viola didn’t go to put on makeup.
She was still the same as before, completely natural, she didn’t even put on lipstick. Yet, with such a bare face, she gave off a sense of purity.
What did she go to the restroom for?
“Viola, let me introduce you, this is my brother, Visha Garcia, my brother is also the youngest nobleman in our Country Polluton.” She paused, and again looked at Visha Garcia, “Brother, this is my other roommate, Viola Thompson.”
Upon hearing this, Visha Garcia slowly looked up at Viola.
The girl was dressed in simple jeans and a white T-shirt.
She was wearing a pair of small white shoes.
Her hair was in a bun.
It was a very simple outfit, but beautiful enough to make people want to take another look.
Her face was also not piled with foundation and eyeshadow.
Very pure, and very beautiful.
She just looked at Visha Garcia, there was almost no expression on her face, “Hello, I am Viola Thompson.”
Her tone was very calm.
Just like, the person sitting in front of her wasn’t the powerful elite of Country Polluton, but just an ordinary passerby.
Her reaction was too bland.
Visha Garcia frowned slightly, this feeling, made him feel a little uncomfortable.