Chapter 771 - 770: The Ruse (Part 5)

Chapter 771: Chapter 770: The Ruse (Part 5)

Damian Sinclair actually took out his phone as he spoke.

Bella Acker’s eyes widened, "President Sinclair, you’re... you’re joking, right?"

"Do I look like I’m joking?" Damian Sinclair said seriously, even pretending to unlock his phone.

"Wait!" Without thinking, Bella Acker rushed over and snatched his phone, unlocking it as she said, "How can you take such photos, that’s too unscrupulous!"

As she spoke, she tapped into his photo album, but before she even opened any photos, she was already stunned.

She seemed to have directly unlocked his phone with her fingerprint. Has he not changed his phone all these years?

Bella Acker turned her head to look at Damian Sinclair.

Damian Sinclair said, "Last time after you got drunk, you insisted on playing with my phone and wanted to set up your fingerprint unlock password. When you couldn’t manage, you threw a tantrum and even threw my phone." His tone was quite helpless as he spoke.

Did she really do so many things after getting drunk? And they were all so embarrassing?

Bella Acker held her forehead; indeed, she should be careful with drinking in the future and not just get drunk easily.

Seeing how embarrassed she looked, Damian Sinclair found it amusing but held back.

He had other purposes today and couldn’t forget them.

Bella Acker felt a bit awkward, "President Sinclair, next time I get drunk, just leave me alone. You can even leave me on the street, really, I’m begging you."

"Feeling embarrassed now?"

More than just embarrassed, she was utterly mortified.

Bella Acker clicked into the photo album and found that most of the photos were of her and Talia.

Some of the photos she didn’t even know when he took them.

Bella Acker was momentarily stunned as she flipped through the photos on his phone, feeling a bit complicated.

She went through all the photos, and indeed, at the end, she found a picture of her snoring while hugging a toilet.

In the photo, she was holding the toilet, her face pressed against the edge, looking somewhat uncomfortable, so her lips were pouting, and her brow was furrowed together.

And there was a hand in the photo, gently pressing in the middle of her brow,

It was obvious whose hand that was.

Bella Acker’s face turned slightly red; she clicked delete and removed the photo, then looked at other photos, wondering if she should delete them too?

Before she made up her mind, the phone was already snatched away by Damian Sinclair.

"Ms. Acker, this is my personal item, only my wife has the right to manage it." Damian Sinclair held the phone, looking at her with a faint smile, "Do you want to manage it?"

"Who... who would want to!" Bella Acker feigned indifference, gave a humph, walked back and sat down, picked up a piece of yam and put it in her mouth, crunching it noisily.

Damian Sinclair put the phone away, sat back down, picked up a piece of meat and placed it in her bowl, "Don’t just eat vegetables, you’re so thin there’s hardly any meat on you."

Bella Acker put down her chopsticks, looking especially serious and stern, "President Sinclair, whether I’m thin or not, that’s something only my husband can complain about, it’s none of your business!"

"I’m not complaining." Damian Sinclair said casually, "Just saying there’s not much meat, so it’s not soft to hug."

"Who lets you hug!" Bella Acker glared at him.

"Last time you were drunk..."

"Stop! President Sinclair, can you just talk about today’s things today and not always bring up old issues?" Bella Acker was getting exasperated.

"Okay, I won’t mention the past." Damian Sinclair nodded, "Let’s eat."

Bella Acker picked up the meat in her bowl and furiously shoved it into her mouth, as if she were eating Damian Sinclair himself, chewing away her frustration.