My Gorgeous Aunty

Chapter 7 The Grievance of Whoring World

“Marry you?

Keep dreaming, you stupid prostitute!"

Giovanna gritted her teeth, laughing, found her small bag, and took out a pen and paper. She wrote

down a phone number and pounded it on the desk,

"Call this number and someone will arrange a job for you."

Sebastian picked up the piece of paper and asked,

"Which company?

What kind of job?"

Giovanna, however, ignored him, turned around and walked quickly towards the door.

After the forceful sound of slamming the door, Sebastian straightened his back, looked at that mobile

phone number, casually crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground, disdainfully twitching his

mouth,

"Giving me a job! Be responsible for me?

She was really ruthless as soon as I pulled my penis from her pussy!

Did I relly care about it?"

Just as he said that, the phone on the couch suddenly rang.

Sebastian glanced at the caller ID, and his eyes immediately glowed. It seemed more intimate than

seeing his own father, and he immediately answered with a fawning smile,

“Uncle Ten, how is the matter I entrusted to you?"

The western noblewomen who treated him as their sweetheart would definitely regard him as a fake

heartless man if they saw this.

But they wouldn't think so if they knew that Uncle Ten was the General Director of the

Central Guard Bureau, and the Cold Blooded October Carmelo Gregory in Dragon’s Twelve Months

Zodiac.

Carmelo spoke in a cold and frightening voice,

“Do you still have the nerve to call me Uncle Ten?"

Sebastian laughed cravenly and didn't dare to speak.

Because of Sofia's special identity, Sebastian couldn't kill her, so he could only escape and then be

chased by her men.

It had been a long escape for six months.

Sebastian wouldn't care if it was just hiding, but the problem was that the woman adpoted diplomatic

measures.

Now, Sebastian, who used to be one of the Seven weapons of the elite secret service team,

was completely at his wit's end and had to beg for help from Carmelo.

Terrence Grant, the January of Dragon’s Twelve Months Zodiac, a treacherous merchant, was

Sebastian's mentor, so Sebastian called Carmelo Uncle Tenaccording to seniority.

When Grand Director Carmelo came into action, he could do the job of two, so he quickly settled the

matter.

The large number of pursuers that European Rose had sent to kill Sebastian would withdraw now.

Sebastian was wildly happy upon hearing this, and after the constantly thanks, he carefully asked, NôvelDrama.Org © content.

“Uncle Ten, that woman also froze all my savings..."

"Hmph, do you have the courage to ask for money?"

Carmelo interrupted him with a cold snort.

Sebastian confused for a while, then muttered,

"Shit, didn't I just fuck her for seventy or eighty times?

She was European Rose, a countess, and she was good in bed, but she was not worth hundreds of

millions of dollars, was she?"

"What did you say?"

Carmelo's voice was even colder.

Sebastian shuddered and remembered that he was still talking to Uncle Ten, and he quickly smiled and

said, “Nothing, nothing.”

Although he might become the man who overpaid most in the whoring world, which made Sebastian

heartbroken, he still felt relieved at the thought that he could finally stop hiding.

Li Bai once said, eeven thousands of pieces of gold had lost, it would still come back.

It was so easy for Sebastian to live a good life of indulgence in dissipation again in the shortest time

with his skills.

But the next words that Carmelo spoke instantly doused the small fire of Sebastian's dream like a pot

of cold water.

"Sebastian, could you make the dead Terrence feel more relieved?"

Sebastian became speechless, and the smile on his face froze.

The kind face of his late mentor appeared to him again, and the sage advice that he should become a

useful man for the country sounded in his ears.

But what did he do after his mentor's death?

As the heir to the Residual Black Thorn of Dragon-1, he was kicked out of the army shortly after the

death of his mentor for violating military rules. He went to Europe to live a life of prodigality, and

eventually offended the European Rose and was chased as a homeless dog.

If Carmelo wouldn’t stepped in, the European Rose he had savagely conquered would chase him until

the end of his lift.

Was this the purpose of his mentor to spare no effort cultivating him?

No.

The shameless Sebastian was silent for a long time, picked up that paper ball on the ground, and

whispered,

"Uncle Ten, I'll get a job and be a decent man."