Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Beeping...

Rosemary looked at the strange phone number on the screen, hesitated for a moment and said, “Hello?” “Is this Miss Rosemary Harris?” A warm and charming voice cfrom the other side of the phone.

Rosemary frowned slightly and said, “Il am Rosemary, who are you?” “Hi, I'm Tristan Barton, Nathaniel Meyer's agent, and I'd like to talk to you about something.” Rosemary thought Nathaniel had asked his agent to call her and said, “Is Nathaniel calling me?” Hearing Rosemary’s question, he paused for a moment and replied, “No. It's me. | need to talk to you about something. Is it convenient for you?” Rosemary didn't want to get involved, but she decided to go because Nathaniel had helped her and she had no idea what he was going to say to her.

“Yes. Where shall we meet?” Rosemary asked directly.

Tristan Barton gave an address and then hung up.

Rosemary walked out of the door, looked up at the sky and muttered, “Looks like another trap! I'll have to find someone to help me.” She held up her cell phone and dialed a familiar number. “Hell? Tina, you are invited to have hot pot at noon today, are you free?” “Why do you suddenly think of treatingto hot pot? Is something bothering you?” Tina asked jokingly while holding the phone.

Rosemary looked at the passers-by on the street and sighed, “I'm going on a date that could be a trap. Callin an hour and we'll go to the restaurant near the school to have hot pot.” “What trap?” Tina didn’t understand.

“I'll explain when | get back. Callin an hour.” Rosemary reminded her.

Rosemary couldn't be as stupid as not to know why Tristan Barton asked her out to dinner. Her pose with Nathaniel that day must have been too flirtatious for anyone who wanted to find fault with him. Now that things were settled, they cto her for questioning.

Rosemary went to the cafe which Tristan Barton said. As soon as she entered, the attendant led her to a private room and knocked at the door.

“Cin!” Rosemary opened the door and saw a man not much older than Nathaniel sitting there drinking a cup of coffee.

“Hello, Mr. Barton!” Rosemary said and looked at Tristan Barton. He had a cunning face that people in the movie business got.

Tristan Barton looked up at Rosemary with a smile of surprise in his eyes and said, “Miss Harris, please have a seat!” Rosemary walked to a table across from Tristan Barton and smiled, “Thank you.” “I heard you studied acting, too, right?” Tristan crossed his fingers and looked at Rosemary with interest.

Rosemary had to believe that there were too many handsmen in the world. All the agents she had seen on TV were old and fat, and this one was not an easy man to talk to despite his good looks.

“Yes, but | don’t think Mr. Barton chere just for me.” Rosemary said with a smile.

Rosemary looked at Tristan Barton's shrewd eyes and thought he was dangerous.

“Miss Harris, you are so straightforward. Let's get right to the point then.” “The main reason | called you here is that | hope you don't get too close to Nathaniel. You should know that there's nothing we're afraid of more than negative gossip. I'm sure you know what happened the other day after you met Nathaniel at the job interview.

Do you know what would have happened if | hadn't suppressed the news?” Tristan Barton kept his eyes on Rosemary, like he was trying to see right through her.

Rosemary rolled her eyes mentally. Was she trying to get closer to him? It was obvious that he had caused all this trouble by trying to get in touch with her. If she saw him again, she would run away.

“Mr. Barton, | think you should ask Nathaniel Meyer himself for the truth.” After all, it was not her fault that he had cto say hello in the first place.

Rosemary muttered to herself.

Tristan Barton was not offended by Rosemary’s words. He just tapped the rhythm on the table with his fingers.

“Miss Harris, are you saying Nathaniel cafter you?” Tristan Barton laughed wickedly.

Rosemary didn't know what to say. If she told the truth, he was bound to think she was pretentious. And if she didn't, it didn’t have anything to do with her. Tina, why hadn't you called? Rosemary took a sip of coffee from the table and smiled. “Mr. Barton, Mr. Nathaniel Meyer and | didn’t know each other very well.

We just met two or three times. It’s really not as bad as you say. Last time, maybe those reporters took too good an angle, so they thought we were connected.” Tristan Barton initially thought she was going to make her relationship with Nathaniel a little messier, but she wanted to clean up as quickly as possible. Looked like Nathaniel’s hopes were over. Any other woman would have wanted to get naked and stick herself on Nathaniel, trying to make love to him. No wonder he cared so much for her.” “Well, since you're saying that you don’t know Nathaniel very well, I'd like you to stay out of it, given your status...” Tristan Barton paused and continued, “I heard you applied for a job and didn’t get it, did you?” “Yes!” Rosemary had no idea what Tristan Barton was up to, and she just hoped he wasn't blacklisting her because of Nathaniel.

“If you want to play an extra role, you can lookup at my office tomorrow. Here is my business card.” Tristan Barton pulled out a business card and handed it to Rosemary.

Tristan Barton stood up and straightened his clothes. “Don’t tell Nathaniel | put you up. If you were to ctomorrow, | would have everything arranged.” Rosemary smiled as she took the card and said, “Thank you, Mr. Barton!” Beeping...

“Hey, Tina, it's done. Yeah, you wait for me. I'll be right over.” “Then let's go together! Do you wantto drive you there?” Tristan Barton said, and went out with her.

Rosemary smiled and said, “No, thank you!” Tina stretched her long neck and looked out. Finally, before her neck was broken, she saw the familiar figure at the door.

“Rosemary, here!” Tina stood up waving and Shouting.

Rosemary saw Tina waving to her, walked over to her and said, “What took you so long to call?” Tina asked the waiter to serve the food, and then said angrily to Rosemary, “Miss, it was you who toldto call after an hour, didn’t you?” Rosemary said angrily, “In ancient times, | would have been dead!” MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1