Chapter 77 A Good Night’s Sleep

“NC Company is not something up for auction. It’s also not a tool for me to fight with,” Tiffany said grimly, “Mortimer, I really do not want your money. Please don’t use this to joke around anymore.” “Why?” Mortimer’s breaths grew heavy. “Is my money dirty? If you’re willing to accept Adrian’s help, why can’t you accept mine?” Tiffany thought about it for a while. “I treat you and Adrian the same when it comes to this. I don’t want either of your money.” She turned over, making her back face Mortimer. She closed her eyes. “I’m tired. I’m going to sleep.” Under the moonlight, Mortimer looked at Tiffany’s narrow shoulders and pulled his blanket around Tiffany’s body. Tiffany immediately scooted further to the side. “We’ll sleep separately. Don’t touch me.” “My blanket is thicker. Why don’t we swap?” Mortimer was still sick, so he got the chills now and then. Naturally, he thought that Tiffany was cold too. “I’m not cold. Go to sleep quickly. You must leave before my mother comes home to