"What?" Hearing that she would never get married, not only did it not disappoint Ambrosius, but it also made her happy.
Anyway, she had no hope. As long as she didn't let other women take advantage of her, Ambrosius was already very lucky.
Moreover, if William didn't get married, then she would be his official girlfriend.
Even if there was a latecomer, the bad reputation of the third party wouldn't be on her head. She might even be able to gain some sympathy from William.
Among the Brazilians and Americans she knew, there were people who stayed together for a lifetime in the name of boyfriend and girlfriend.
After having this idea, Ambrosius couldn't help but be overjoyed.
As for the matter of children, that would have to wait. Who knew what would happen ten years later. At least for now, Ambrosius didn't even think about children.
She only hoped that she could stay by William's side. As long as she had the qualifications to stay by William's side, no one could say for sure what would happen in the future.
Perhaps after ten or twenty years, when William was tired of playing, he would find her, his girlfriend who had always been by his side, to marry.
Seeing Ambrosius's gloomy face turn bright, William smiled and shook his head, "Do you still want to hear about my agreement?"
"It doesn't matter, dear. All I want is to be with you. The rest is up to you." Ambrosius smelled William's fragrance, "Teach me how to sail."
"You really don't want to hear it?" William took his girlfriend's hand and sat in the driver's seat.
"Tell me how to sail first. I've never sailed before." Ambrosius curiously stared at the buttons on the driver's seat and the small retro rudder.
Without turning her head, she said, "Your agreement is nothing more than that as long as I don't betray you, you will give me some promises and guarantees, right, dear?"
William was stunned. This chick was indeed very smart. Although not completely, it was close.
"But how can your promises and guarantees be as useful as being with you all the time? As long as you still love me, I can get what I deserve."
"If I don't say it out loud, our relationship will be filled with the smell of money. If I didn't want to declare my ownership of you to the outside world, I wouldn't even want pocket money."
"Alright, I'm pretty sure that you're after something big from me. You don't even care about a little bit of money." William grinned as he tickled his girlfriend.
However, he knew that Ambrosio's decision was the smartest. To deal with a cautious and suspicious person like William, he had to make things clear.
At the same time, not fighting was the real fight. As long as she served William well, that little bit of pocket money was nothing. 500,000 USD a month was only 6 million USD a year. Even if she bought some good jewelry, it would be more than 6 million USD.
The two of them bickered in the driver's seat, and sparks soon flew between them. Just as the two of them were about to exercise in the driver's seat, they were interrupted by Sunday.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire, Miss Ambrosio. Dinner is ready. Mr. Martin will meet you on the top floor in fifteen seconds."
Listening to Sunday's voice from William's phone, Ambrosio looked at William's depressed face and laughed happily.
William was so angry that he slapped the round area behind her. "Pa!"
"Ah!" Ambrosio exclaimed. She turned around and punched William a few times. "You bastard."
"Hehe, what about being a bastard?" William chuckled. He stared at his girlfriend's headlights and said with a strange smile, "For your runway show, I'm your boyfriend.
Darling, I'll send the people on the boat back to the yacht club. When we go out to sea again, I'll definitely exercise you until you're tired. "
"Ha, who knows who'll be tired?" Ambrosio gave him a provocative look. "I've been training for 43 days. My stamina is good."
"Alright, just you wait. You'll be begging for mercy." His spiritual power sensed Martin on the deck. William pulled his girlfriend downstairs.
After meeting Martin on the second deck, William ordered him to find Liva's sales manager to sail the boat back.
Entering the first deck, the two waiters of restaurant 11 immediately saluted and brought William and Ambrosio to the restaurant.
After sitting down for a while, dinner officially began. The two of them who had worked out before had a big appetite.
William, the rice bucket, ate three main dishes in a row under the surprised gaze of the waiters of restaurant 11.
Ambrosio, on the other hand, finished the whole low-calorie dinner specially prepared for her.
After the meal, the head chef of restaurant 11 happily walked to the restaurant and asked William for his opinion on today's dishes.
William and Ambrosio were full of praise for the chef who kept restaurant 11 in the Michelin 3-star for more than 10 years.
Holding Chef Hunter's hand, William joked, "If I didn't know that I couldn't invite you, I'd really like to invite you back to Oxford to be my personal chef."
Before Chef Hunter could speak, Ambrosius pulled William's arm and said, "That won't do, my dear. If Chef Hunter goes to Oxford,
If Oxford went to Oxford, what would I do in New York? I still want to go to restaurant 11 every week to taste Mr. Hunter's cooking. "
"Thank you, thank you," Hunter grinned, "It's my honor that Mr. Devonshire likes it. However, restaurant 11 is my life's work, so I can only say sorry to you."
Hunter turned around and took the gold card from his subordinate, "This is our restaurant's supreme gold card. The card is made of 18k rose gold.
As long as you have this card, you and Miss Ambrosio don't have to wait and can come to our restaurant to eat at any time. I'll personally serve the people who have this card. "
Ambrosius happily took the gold card and thanked Hunter. "Mr. Hunter, can I book the entire restaurant for one night?" he asked with a smile.
"This, this, this," Hunter said awkwardly, "It's a little difficult to book the entire restaurant, Miss Ambrosio. Our restaurant's reserved tables are already booked until next November.
However, it's not a problem if you just book a VIP room. May I ask how many guests you want to invite? "
"About 20 to 50," Ambrosio said uncertainly, "I want to invite my colleagues from Victoria's Secret for a meal. I'm not sure how many people there are."
"This," it sounded like there were dozens of people, which made it difficult for Hunter.
However, William interrupted, "Alright, just book the largest VIP room. Darling, it's impossible for all the angels to attend your meal. It's good enough if you can invite 10 people."
"Hehe," the people around them were used to seeing people with status. Over time, they all understood that the battle between women was more secretive and fierce than that between men. They all laughed silently.
Ambrosio wasn't very famous now. Those big-name angels wouldn't give her face to see her show off.
Ambrosio snorted, "If I invite them in the name of your treat, I'll definitely be able to invite all of them."
These words made William's eyes light up immediately.
"Hmph, darling, you're so busy. I don't want to disturb your work."
Looking at his girlfriend's meaningful gaze, William shrugged. He knew it wouldn't be so good.
He wrote a cheque for one million dollars and handed it to Hunter. Hunter thanked him and took a look at the cheque, "Mr. Devonshire, this is …"
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