Chapter 1249

Stan continued, "Say something nice and I'll help, but I'm walking away if you're going to keep up that attitude." "Stop." Rea promptly caught him—she would be really embarrassed if she let him go, only for her dad to go looking for him. "So what should I say?" She asked, batting her eyelashes. "Please?" "Not nice enough," Stan smiled in slight amusement. "If you need to ask for a favor, you should at least look the part. Get it?" Rea had certainly not been harassed like this, and she was left heaving, almost exploding right then. "Am I not being nice enough?" She asked, as she had bent herself backwards. Stan leaned in to whisper into her ear, "Which part of you, exactly?" Rea was nonplussed, but her cheeks flushed beet red in realization, since she was frustrated too. "You little…" "Tut, tut," Stan clicked his tongue. "You're actually blushing? Are you that innocent? Never noticed that myself… but since you're blushing that hard, I'll help you out." Rea was going to snap at