After Dirvorce I become a SheEO
Chapter 244

Chapter 244

After Dirvorce I become a SheEO Chapter 244

Chapter 244 Ms. Vargas Is Drunk

Zayla looked at the food and glanced at Lincoln in a panic, not taking it.

“I really don’t know. I don’t know him, and I can’t replace any information about him.”

Lincoln looked at her anxious expression, raised his eyebrows, and handed over the food again.

“Ms. Vargas, it’s already very difficult to chase you. Now the difficulty has increased again.

“Can you give me a privilege?”

It was impossible to make him give up. Even if it was extremely difficult, he would never give up.

After all, she had been his only hope and only reason for surviving all these

years.

“What privilege?” Zayla held the spoon, looked up at Lincoln, and asked in confusion.

“Only I can pursue you.”

She was speechless.

Zayla felt that her ears were a bit hot.

She bit her lower lip and changed the topic. “In the middle of nowhere, money can’t be used to fill ourbellies. This, however, is the best.”

She pointed at the food in her hand. It smelled good and tasted great.

Lincoln looked at her flustered appearance and smiled, “Hurry up and eat.”

Zayla nodded and stuffed it into her mouth.

Lincoln watched her lower her head and eat. His lower lip curled up.

Why does she look so cute when eating?

Aziel, who was standing not far away, took pictures of Zayla eating the food cooked by Lincoln! Hethought, I gotta shoot this!

He secretly raised his phone and clicked it.

Lincoln glanced back. Aziel was shocked, and his phone fell into the stone pile.

When he bent down to pick up the phone, Lincoln had already walked up to him…

This time, there was no need to say more. Aziel obediently placed the phone into Lincoln’s hand.

“If you dare to do it again next time, you…” Lincoln’s tone was certain with a sneer.

Aziel subconsciously nodded. After realizing it, he immediately shook his

head.

Lincoln took the phone and looked at the photos that Aziel had taken just now.

There were dozens of them.

In the photo, Lincoln handed the plate to Zayla, and she raised her head to explain to him nervously withher slightly red ears.

All of them were recorded as photos.

Aziel saw that Lincoln had no intention of punishing him, so he asked very smugly, “Mr. Nash, they’regood, right?”

“They’re good because she’s beautiful.”

Aziel was instantly speechless.

He meant that Aziel’s skill was bad, and the photos looked good because Zayla was beautiful no matterhow he shot her…

Lincoln said again, “When we’re back in Houston, get Melvin to prepare a good camera for you.”

This time, Aziel realized it and instantly laughed foolishly!

“Mr. Nash, you can rest assured. I promise to make you and Ms. Vargas look so good and sweet in thephotos!”

“Good. You finally learn something.”

Aziel nodded repeatedly.

Aziel said inwardly, yes!

Right now, he was like those fan site administrators who were taking pictures of their idols!

“Has the meeting begun?” Lincoln put away the phone, glanced at him, and walked in the direction of theluxury car.

Aziel patted his face and stopped smiling. He followed Lincoln seriously.

“Yes, sir.”

The car door opened, and Lincoln sat in the car, holding an international meeting.

The sky was already dark, and the workers started to take turns resting. They started a fire, and theingredients were all placed inside the pot, making a chowder.

Everyone gathered around and sat down. The workers ate their dinner quickly and gulped down beer.

The mines at night were even more desolate than in the daytime. The closest

village here would take an hour and a half to arrive.

“Ms. Vargas, it is hot. Get a can of beer!” The workers placed a few cans of cold beer beside their feet.

“Beer with our food. The taste is amazing!”

“Come on, let’s have a drink!”

It was hard to refuse them.

Zayla clinked glasses with everyone, and the atmosphere was joyous.

About an hour later, Zayla drank two cans of beer.

The beer was San Diego’s specialty, but it was easy to get drunk.

Everyone knew Zayla would be drunk after a can of beer. These two cans of beer were already at herlimit, and she began to feel a little dizzy.

At this moment, Nasir came out of the mine and ran to the planned dining area. He immediately let theshift workers go down the mine.

“Nasir, what’s wrong?” A worker threw a can of beer into a garbage bag.

“This pile of stones seems to have a lot of good stuff. Only one team won’t be able to complete ittomorrow morning. Everyone, work hard tonight. We’ll work overtime.”

The workers had no objections to working overtime. They often spent the night without sleep. As long asthe overtime pay was high, nothing was a problem.

Nasir also knew this and mentioned, “Don’t worry about the overtime pay. Don’t you trust me? I kept arecord of it all!”

The workers nodded. After drinking the last mouthful of beer, they greeted Zayla, picked up their tools,and headed for the mine.

A few cans of beer were nothing for them at all.

But for Zayla, it was different. She had a headache and was in a daze.

The summer night breeze was cool, but it could not sober her up.

She tried to stand up, but her legs went soft, and she fell to the side!