Chapter 155 A Pot Of Coffee For The Pervy

Faye took a deep breath and walked back inside. William and Howard exchanged glances before yet another smile, loaded with implications, unfurled from their lips. “Really, Miss Carter. There’s no need to be afraid. I’m not a good guy,” William said through his smile. Faye had gone pale. “Ahahah! Oh, that was a joke. A gaffe. I’m not a bad guy. In fact, I’m the greatest guy you’ll ever meet! Just ask Howard if you don’t believe me,” he teased, winking playfully. Howard raised his hand immediately. “I can testify! Mr. Brown is a nice guy! Though he’s quite the coffee aficionado. You’re a whiz at coffee making, aren’t you? So don’t just stand there—go and brew Mr. Brown a nice pot!” “Oh, yes. Howard’s got a good point. I love me a pot of quality coffee, especially one mixed by a gorgeous lady like yourself, Miss Carter. My entire body will definitely enjoy it, guaranteed. Ha-ha-ha!” Faye nodded, though her face was blank and devoid of emotion. She turned to the counter and started