Chapter 83

No one would dislike a Rolls-Royce worth 4 or 5 million. Sally nodded, "yes." Sage put the key in her hand and said, "here you are." Sally suspected that there was something wrong with her ears or Sage's brain. After being stunned for a few seconds, she returned the key back like throwing a hot potato. "This gift is too expensive for me." But Sage refused to answer it. "It's just a car." His tone made Sally feel like they were talking about cabbages. "I will never take back my gifts." Sage cast a cold glance at her and said, "if you don't want it, you can throw it away or give it to someone else as you like." Then he got off the car. Sally followed him. She held the car key tightly in her hand. "Mr. Wilson..." his tough attitude made her particularly at a loss. Sage ignored her and entered the elevator soon. Sally trotted to catch up with him and reached out her hand before the elevator door was completely closed. When the elevator door touched the barrier, it was opened