Chapter 394 Devil Punk

• Paris’s hands faltered, “Don’t you dare tell him anything!” Her eyes cut like knives as they fixed on the young assistant, “I’ll handle it by myself. If you dare to mention a word to him, Jason, I will fire your ass immediately!”
• “Okay... Ma’am.” Jason went pale, “Please don’t be mad, Paris. I was just being stupid. I won’t tell Mr. Dawson anything. I promise!”
• Paris frowned as she threw the little mirror in her hand away, “Forget about it. Is she gonna be here soon? I don’t care what way you use, but you need to get that stupid whore to the hotel 4 square. Do you understand?”