William Walton got up and left the study room.
He went upstairs and returned to his room.
She was reading a book under the covers with her legs crossed, swaying back and forth in satisfaction.
This was really the cutest woman he had ever seen.
Compared to those women who spent a lot of money to face him, who couldn't wait to put half a pound of powder on their faces, he really loved this kind of casual look.
When she heard the commotion behind her, she didn't even look at him.
William Walton walked over, "Laura, I'll give you a notice."
She turned the page while her eyes were still fixed on the book.
"I'm not listening."
He sat down and got serious.
"Why are you so uncomfortable? Get up quickly. I can assure you that you will be interested."
"Then you have to pay me back for your sister—in—law's drinks first so I can listen properly. Otherwise, my heart will ache for those 400 dollars."
She regretted it now.
She was just a poor person, why would she treat rich people to drinks just to vent her anger?
"You …"
William Walton glared at her, then stood up and picked up his wallet.
He took out a card and handed it over to her: "There is no limit to the amount. You can spend as much as you want. "
"I don't want it. I want 400 dollars."
"Why are you so arrogant? This is the first time I've seen it. You don't even want the money."
"I don't want it. This isn't something I shouldn't have."
William Walton went back and took four hundred dollars and gave it to her.
She took it gently and sat up.
She crossed her legs and pursed her lips as she smiled at him.
"Speak, what notice?"
"Get off the bed quickly, pack up, and head back to Big City Home."
She stared at his face.
Oh, he finally found her an eyesore, right?
She got off the bed quickly and started to pack up her luggage.
She had a long face and wanted to leave.
She didn't want to live here anyway.
As she packed, she felt like she was going to explode with anger.
Cleaning up, she pulled up her luggage and seriously said, "I've finished packing. Please go out. I'll leave after I finish changing."
William Walton frowned, "Why only take care of your own, how about mine? You really want to see me naked in front of you every day, don't you? "
"Why should I pack up your things?"
"Who told you that you were the only one to return to Big City Home. I will go with you."
After staring at his face for a long time, she finally asked, "What?"
"Then what are you going to do?"
"How would I know? Aren't you going to let me go if you find me eyesore?"
William Walton endured laughing: "So, you were just angry, did you think that I wanted to kick you out?"
