Chapter 100: Don't You Know How to Serve?

Sophia glanced at the well-defined hand in front of her. What did he take her for? His pet? Why should she follow his orders? Turning her head away, Sophia deliberately ignored his hand and walked past the dressing table towards the skincare area. She couldn't help but curse him under her breath. Observing that she had already sat down on the makeup chair and begun applying skincare products, Benjamin slowly withdrew his hand. Clearing his throat, he checked the temperature of the ginger soup on the coffee table. It was still hot enough. Rising from the single sofa, Benjamin walked behind Sophia, acting attentive. "Let me blow dry your hair," he offered. As he spoke, he picked up the hairdryer and carefully blow-dried a strand of her long hair. Sophia didn't refuse but sat upright in front of the makeup mirror, observing the man behind her through the reflection. Why did Benjamin have to play the gigolo's role and deceive her? Was it due to his wicked nature? Even if he didn'