Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 89 He's a little irrational

The vase was delivered to Starry's hand early the next morning, and Starry was a little uneasy about

leaving a vase of more than ten million at home.

She stared at the vase for nearly two minutes before finally picking up her phone and calling Hamish.

The Hamish on the other end of the line seemed to have just woken up, and his tone was a little

muffled with a touch of impatience, "Hello?"

"It's me, Starry."

"President Bradley."

Hearing the word "Starry", Hamish was much more sober.

He sat up from the bed, took the remote control and opened the curtains.

Starry took a sip of warm water, "Sorry to wake you up so early, but your vase has arrived, come and

pick it up as soon as you are free recently."

"Got it, President Bradley."

Starry put down his cup, "I won't bother you."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Starry looked at the vase of flowers in front of her for a while longer, until

the alarm clock wanted to wake up, then she withdrew her eyes.

This vase, ah, is quite beautiful.

Hamish came pretty quickly. Starry called him in the morning, and he came over at 3pm.

He was dressed in a baseball uniform and had a baseball cap on his head. As soon as Starry opened

the door, he saw only those familiar eyes.

She let go of the door handle, "Come in."

It was Hamish's third visit to Starry's house, and the roses in the garden were blooming beautifully,

warm and exuberant in the sun.

He glanced at Starry's back, his eyelids lifted gently, and he lifted his leg to follow Starry into the house.

The vase is not very big, and the people over at the auction house sent it over nicely packed.

Starry morning after the inspection of the goods will be careful to take back the vase, Hamish did not

say that afternoon to come to get, she has already put the vase to the second floor storage room.

She poured Hamish a glass of lemonade, "I'll get you a vase of flowers while you sit for a while."

With that, she turned around and went upstairs.

That light-colored skirt is slightly raised, and the room is full of fresh lemon fragrance.

Hamish's bony hand holding the glass tapped on it, and he leaned back on the couch, just tilting his

head, watching Starry walk upstairs.

Starry soon came down with the box in his arms, "The certificates are all inside, check them out first."

"No, I trust President Bradley."

Hamish looked to Starry, "Thank President Bradley for this matter, when I have time, I would like to

invite President Bradley to dinner."

Starry poured himself a cup of flower tea, "A hand up, you don't have to put it on your mind."

Hamish chuckled softly, and hearing his laugh, Starry looked up at him.

Hamish was sitting on the couch and was looking at her with a passionate look in his clear eyes.

Starry raised his hand and touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

"No."

Hamish withdrew his gaze, only to add the next second, "President Bradley is so beautiful."

"Thanks."

Starry raised an eyebrow and took another sip of tea.

Hamish didn't say anything else and got up to say goodbye.

Starry responded and got up to walk him to the door.

A week later, old Mr. Richards of Rotomagus City, 80th birthday, Harris attended with a vase of flowers

given to him by Hamish.

The Richards family and the Robertson family were good friends, Harris was good friends with Hamish,

and old Mr. Richards was also good to Harris.

He was happy to see him coming, "It's good that he came, why did he bring a gift?

Harris was so embarrassed, remembering those words of Hamish, he was a little unable to say,

"Grandpa Richards, this is not a gift from me to you, this is a gift Hamish asked me to bring to you."

As soon as he heard the word "Hamish", old Mr. Richards' face visibly fell.

Harris continued stiffly, "Grandpa Richards, this is the vase Hamish specifically instructed me to bring

you."

He said, opening the box in his hand to reveal the blue and white porcelain vase inside.

old Mr. Richards liked these things, and when he saw the vase, his face was softened and he said with

a grunt, "He has a conscience!"

With that, old Mr. Richards had the vase taken away.

Harris looked at old Mr. Richards, hesitated for a few seconds before saying the last sentence that

Hamish instructed him to say, "Grandpa Richards, Hamish asked me to tell you that this vase, Starry

helped to shoot."

Who is Starry?

old Mr. Richards even if you do not pay attention to entertainment gossip also heard a little, not to

mention that some time ago Hamish and Starry of those scandals rumored to his anger.

Harris is not as capable as Hamish, so he turned his head and ran away after the words.

But with so many guests around, the words that Harris helped pass around were very intriguing.

Is this...Hamish really hooking up with Starry?

Whether it's true or not, people's mouths are the hardest to seal anyway.

These plausible things, a handful of mouths to spread, and finally became the nail in the coffin.

Plus the vase thing, that night Starry and Filip, Lucia three "fight" the vase thing, can make people

enjoyable.

Now that the vase is in the hands of old Mr. Richards, people who know Hamish feel that the thing may

not be fake.

The matter of the vase soon spread to Filip where, not to mention Filip know, this matter even Old Mrs.

Pearson are aware of.

Martha was worried that Old Mrs. Pearson was not happy, but seeing that her old man had not

changed much, she did not mention it again.

But Filip is different, that night, if he wants that vase, Starry will never get it.

In the end, it still hid a few moments of intolerance, and even spoke to Lucia to give up and let the vase

fall into Starry's hands.

He also thought that the vase was Starry's favorite.

Now the vase is in the hands of old Mr. Richards. How did the vase get into the hands of old Mr.

Richards, it was naturally delivered by Hamish's hands.

And that night, Starry went to auction that vase for Hamish.

Thinking about this, Filip heart set off a nameless fire, that fire burned him some irrational.

People are not rational, they will do something that does not match with the usual.

Austin saw Filip come out of the office with a sullen face, and swallowed back the words that came to

his lips.

He has been with Filip for so many years and has never seen Filip like this.

Austin, who dared to go up and mess with Filip, stepped back and walked past him without letting Filip

see him.

Filip has lived for thirty years, never a day like today's anger, heart burning up the anger so that he This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

could not keep his sanity.

The car drove up to Starry's cottage and through the black barred door, Starry was watering the flowers

in the garden with his hat on.

She is so free.

Filip snorted, pushed open the door and got right out of the car.

The doorbell rang and Starry subconsciously looked over at the door.

When she saw Filip, she was a little surprised, her hand carrying the water bottle was slightly loose,

and the water bottle almost fell on the ground.

Starry went over with his water bottle and opened the door, looking at Filip in a suit, "Are you looking

for me?"