Chapter 222 Do You Want It, Or You Don’t Want It?

“What do you want?” Charlotte’s cheeks turned even redder as she met Zachary’s piercing gaze that could sap out one’s soul. Her brain dissolved into a mush, and she began to talk incoherently, “No… No… There’s nothing that I want… Ahem… Ahem…” Zachary parted his thin lips. Just when he was about to say something, Lucas chimed in, “Second Master, there’s no way a pretty, ladylike, and kind woman like Mrs. Connor would shed away her dignity and ask for money openly no matter how much she wants it. Am I right, milady?” Charlotte’s brain was a muddled mess. “What are you talking about…” Lucas squinted his eyes at Zachary. “Hehe, Second Master, did you see that? Mrs. Connor is too shy to ask!” Zachary nodded, “Okay!” Just when Charlotte was wondering what they were talking about, a bank card that gave off a golden radiance appeared in her vision. Zachary said as he held the card in his hand, “I applied for a new one after I tore up the last card. The password is still your birthday.