Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "Who said to sell her?"

Nathan Shaw shook his head helplessly. "You wish. You and I have signed a lifelong agreement. In this life, other than staying by my side, you should not think about anything else."

"I can't even think about it. How overbearing!" Sierra Moore muttered in dissatisfaction.

Who was the one to say that beauty was in the eyes of the beholder? In the past, she only thought that Mr. Shaw was overbearing and hateful, but now, she actually felt that he was very cute when he was overbearing.

Sierra Moore curled her lips into a smile. She nodded her little head in Nathan Shaw's arms, and she was particularly having fun.

Nathan Shaw held her with one hand and played with her slender fingers. One finger. Two fingers. He remembered the video of her playing the piano. Suddenly, he really wanted to hear her play the piano.

"The marketing department has a proposal to film an advertisement. They want to use the original model."

"Me?" This time, Sierra Moore's reaction was not slow. She sat up from his arms and pointed at her nose. "You want me to shoot the commercial?"

Nathan Shaw said, "This time, I won't force you. However, Marshall Jewelry was created for you. If you want others to interpret this intention, I have no objections."

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "If you don't have any objections, why are you telling me this? Mr. Shaw, do you really think I'm stupid?"

"I can shoot the commercial, but I have a condition." Sierra Moore curled her lips.

Nathan Shaw didn't expect her to be so easy to talk to this time. He left the backrest slightly and looked at her calmly. "Tell me."

Sierra Moore rolled her eyes. "You have to promise me that you cannot beat me or scold me in the future. You can't deduct my salary or bully me. You can't stop me from doing anything I want to do. You can't force me to do what I don't want to do. Oh, and also, from today, I want to move upstairs."

She had been eyeing the guest room on the third floor for a long time.

Nathan Shaw looked at her and took her words seriously. Then, he took out his phone and made a phone call. "I'd better ask them to find someone else to shoot it!"

He thought to himself, "If I can't beat her or bully her, then what fun will there be in my life?"

The more he thought about it, the less cost-effective he thought it was. Nathan Shaw shook his head and started dialing. Unfortunately, the phone was snatched away as soon as the call was connected.

"Don't worry! We can discuss the conditions." Sierra Moore hung up the phone and looked at him with a smile.

Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "You dare to negotiate conditions with me. You've grown bold!"

"Give me my phone!" Nathan Shaw looked at her coldly.

"No." Sierra Moore hid his phone behind her back and gritted her teeth. "Forget it, forget it. The other requests are invalid. I just need to move upstairs, is that okay?"

"Su! Mo!"

Nathan Shaw's eyes were filled with anger as he glared at this hateful woman. After looking at her for a moment, he slowly calmed down and unexpectedly nodded. "Sure."

"Eh, you agreed?" Sierra Moore looked at him in disbelief.

Before she could be surprised, she heard him say, "You are also tired during this period. Have a good rest at home. As for the advertisement, I will ask them to contact other models."

This time, Sierra Moore was really moved. Her eyes were red, and she leaned on his shoulder and choked, "Nathan Shaw, you are so good."

Nathan Shaw took his phone back from her hand and dialed a number. "Last time, they proposed to use Avery Yates, but I rejected it. This time, maybe I can consider their proposal..."

"No!" Sierra Moore said as she threw herself at him and hugged his arm. "Nathan Shaw, you said there was nothing going on between you and Avery Yates."

Nathan Shaw said seriously, "It's just an advertisement. She is a celebrity, and the staff from the advertising department will contact her about this matter. I don't need to meet her."

"That won't do. Marshall Jewelry is mine."

Sierra Moore was like a child when she lost her temper. Seeing him not agree, she leaned on his arms and whined, "Nathan Shaw, I don't like Avery Yates. I know that she has an ulterior motive toward you."

Nathan Shaw finally smiled. He patted her head and said, "Good girl, she's not the only one who has ulterior motives toward your husband."

Therefore, Sierra Moore's face turned black and she said shamelessly, "I don't care. I want to advertise it myself. At most, I won't raise any conditions."

"Go and put on your clothes. I'll take you out for dinner." Nathan Shaw nodded.

Sierra Moore did not realize that she had been fooled. She happily ran upstairs to change clothes. After she left, Nathan Shaw received a call from Steven Jones.

The person whose phone call had just been hung up asked in confusion, "Boss, did you call me just now for something?"

"Nothing!" Nathan Shaw said coldly.

Thus, Steven Jones was even more baffled.

At the end of the annual leave, the company's staff returned to work, and Sierra Moore also returned to her life of nine to five.

Because during the Spring Festival, Marshall Jewelry's print ads had been fully released, many people now knew Sierra Moore and knew that she was a newcomer that Nathan Shaw fully supported.

The person who was able to defeat Avery Yates was naturally worthy of attention. For a time, the title of Xiao's Lady spread like wildfire.

After Sierra Moore went to work, she received a lot of phone calls from the media who were all asking her about her relationship with Nathan Shaw.

The colleagues in the office also came over to inquire. Some were concerned about her relationship with Nathan Shaw, and some asked if she intended to enter the entertainment industry.

Sierra Moore smiled at all of this because she knew that some things became more and more complicated the more she explained. In any case, she would still live her life. If others liked to talk about it, she just let them talk about it.

As for her relationship with Nathan Shaw, she never said a word.

Some people said that she was pretending to be lofty, while others said that she was arrogant because of her favor.

In the company, any big or small things were not secrets, and the relationship between Sierra Moore and Nathan Shaw was the same.

Some people saw her taking the president's car to the company in the morning, and some people said that she often took the exclusive elevator. Moreover, when Mr. Shaw was in the company, she had never eaten with her colleagues in the employees' cafeteria.

So, everyone was suspecting that she was dating the president.

To solve this mystery, someone began to stalk her and collect evidence.

After being "met" a few times, Sierra Moore also understood the tricks of these people. She simply gave up on hiding, started to act recklessly, and went to eat with Nathan Shaw openly. They went to work together and then got off work together.

"Nathan Shaw, let's get off work."

Sierra Moore was already quite familiar with the president's office. Without the secretary's introduction, she directly pushed the door open and entered.

"If you're hungry, there's a cake in the fridge. Don't eat too much. I'll bring you to eat French food tonight," said the person behind the desk full of documents.

Sierra Moore took the cake and obediently sat next to the window, eating it with relish.

Nathan Shaw was happy to see such a phenomenon.

As a result, Mr. Shaw could be seen on the front page of New York's entertainment news, but this time, the women around him had changed from big stars to Sierra Moore.

In an apartment in the rich district of New York, a woman who had just taken a bath came out of the bathroom. The chestnut-colored wavy hair on her waist was not dried, and the water droplets were on the expensive white carpet.

The woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of red wine in her hand. Her silky pajamas made her skin look like jade. Her bare feet stepped on the soft carpet as she looked out of the window at the lights.

On the glass table beside her was a bottle of roses. The color of the petals was as pretty and coquettish as the color in her wine cup.

This was the best location in the city center. Next to it was the World Trade Building, which was facing the window. There was a huge commercial location. A day ago, there was a jade photo of the big star Avery Yates.

Everyone knew that Marshall Jewelry was the new favorite of the president of Skyreach Corporation. No one would doubt its market. It should be known that Nathan Shaw would either do his best or do nothing at all if he wanted to do anything.

From the moment of advertising to now, in less than a month, the name of Marshall Jewelry had already been spread around the celebrity circle. Who would dare not to give face to Mr. Shaw?

Now, the new model, Sierra Moore, was also being paid attention to like Marshall Jewelry.

Many people were asking which company Sierra Moore had signed with.

There were also rumors that Skyreach Corporation had asked her to sign an endorsement worth ten million. This price was not a small sum even if it was offered to international superstars. Moreover, this woman had never been in the industry before.

Ten million. Mr. Shaw is indeed bold enough to use ten million to make his woman happy.

Avery Yates looked at the huge poster on the opposite side. The person on the poster had a gentle and quiet smile. She was looking in the direction of the camera with her head tilted. There was a dazzling diamond ring on her slightly raised finger.

Avery Yates thought to herself, "What did she see to make her smile so dazzling?"

The fingers holding the wine glass were a little pale. Avery Yates drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and then threw the wine glass violently on the ground. The glass shattered on the ground.

The person in the poster should have been her.

"Sierra Moore!"

This name was almost squeezed out of her teeth. Avery Yates's perfect face was twisted into a ball. How could she not hate Sierra Moore? This woman had taken everything that belonged to her!

Seeing the poster that had been smiling at her, Avery Yates could not help but feel irritated. She slammed the newspaper against the window.

On it, the gentle eyes of the man with a slight smile made people feel very warm.

Avery Yates never thought that there would be a day when the word "warmth" would be related to Nathan Shaw. It could be seen that he had become unlike himself for the sake of Sierra Moore!

At first, Avery Yates thought that Emily Mason was very capable, so when they met, she deliberately gave Emily Mason a few words of advice, but she did not expect that this woman was stupid enough to find someone to kidnap Sierra Moore.

Avery Yates thought to herself, "Emily Mason couldn't even handle such a small matter and let Nathan Shaw grab hold of her weakness, making her become a lunatic. It is really disappointing."

"Elsa, it's me," Avery Yates said as she swiped her fingers across the screen of her phone to make an overseas call.

The two of them chatted for a while. Avery Yates pretended to unintentionally mention something, "Recently, I met a friend. She told me that when Sierra Moore was studying abroad, she had a very intimate boyfriend. I was worried that your brother was kept in the dark.

"No, don't tell him yet. After all, this matter is only heard.

"You want to find someone to investigate it?

"This is also good. If you find any news, remember to tell me. Alright, bye!"

Avery Yates thought to herself, "Nathan Shaw, I have waited for you for so many years. I cannot let another woman reap the profits. I am going to enter the Shaw Family's door!"

Avery Yates's ferocious expression was reflected on the glass.