After Dirvorce I become a SheEO
Chapter 717

Chapter 717

Chapter 717 Don’t You Feel

Ashamed? The others were left dumbfounded. Gifts? Theodore almost fell off his seat. He looked atthe list in front of him. This stack of paper was almost as thick as a dictionary.

A quick glance at this list showed that gifts on the first page were worth a billion, not to mention thedense industrial chain recorded below. Theodore didn’t know Lincoln’s real identity at the time andthought that he was related to the Russo family, so he assumed he must be some young man from afamily that had gone bankrupt and kept his identity hidden for some reason. Therefore, Lincoln let himbe the agent of Mist Mountain coffee, firstly to save the face of the benefactor who saved his life, andsecondly, to repay the favor.

Later, the more Theodore thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He always feltthat Lincoln was hiding his true identity and it was impossible for him to just be a venture capitalist.However, Theodore never expected that his hidden identity would be so shocking!

Although it was beyond everyone’s expectations, it made sense after a second thought. Now, this thicklist was placed in front of them. With a high status, he said this was a list of gifts for him to marry Zayla.

Zayla didn’t come back to her senses until the sound of Theodore and Scarlet flipping through the listcame to her ears. She turned her head to look at Lincoln, who looked as calm as ever…

Under the table, she reached out and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes. But then, her hand wasfirmly covered by his palm. Lincoln gave her a look and wrote a few words in her palm.

His movements were slowed down on purpose, and each stroke was clearly written, allowing her toperceive it and see it from the corner of her eye. What he wrote was… “I’ll surely get you.” Zayla wasstunned, her long and curled eyelashes fluttering.

Theodore and Scarlet just turned a few pages, and their eyes couldn’t take it anymore. They wonderedhow many days and nights it took him to liquidate these assets. It was just too much.

It could be against the entire Vargas Group, and against the century-old foundation of the Vargas familyin Harper. What surprised Theodore the most was undoubtedly the last few lines of the first page…

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the man in front of him was a myth and a legend. At thismoment, the door of the private room was knocked. A series of delicacies with local characteristicswere served on the table.

Theodore had already memorized the stack of checklists thicker than a dictionary. After the disheswere served, they were still in shock from the list, and they forgot about eating.

Zayla was indeed hungry. After a long night of having sex and a morning of sleep, her stomach wasemptied. At this moment, she was very hungry in front of the delicious food. Seeing her, Lincolnchuckled and said, “Mr. Vargas, Mrs. Vargas, Zayla is hungry.” Theodore and Scarlet regained theirsenses and immediately said out loud, “Let’s dig in. Eat more. Zayla is so thin.” Hunger drove Zayla toglut herself with food… Take your time.”

Zayla nodded with her mouth stuffed. Seeing this, Lincoln unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his shirt,wiped his hands, and peeled the shrimp for her. He peeled it one by one.

Seeing this, Theodore felt a bit embarrassed and wanted to peel some for Scarlet. But on secondthought, this was a sea prawn, and she was allergic to sea prawns…

He was at a loss for what to do. Theodore quickly picked food for her. Lincoln peeled off one afteranother, and all of them went into Zayla’s stomach.

She was starving. Normally, she would have said that she couldn’t eat anymore, but now she wasstaring at him eagerly… “Understood.” Lincoln looked at her “longing” eyes, understood immediately,and kept peeling shrimp.

He peeled it another one after another. Zayla was satisfied. Seeing this, Theodore coughed andlectured Zayla.

“You’re not a baby. Why do you need others to peel you a shrimp? Don’t you feel ashamed?” Zaylashook her head and argued, “Why should I be ashamed? I support my gigolo.”