Chapter 219 Boss, I Like You
“You’re beautiful.”
When he said that, she was taken aback.
Her hand was still holding his.
Michael was feeling gleeful. ‘Can she keep holding my hand for a little longer?’ There was electricity coming from her hands. It felt numb as it coursed through his entire body. It did not just feel good. It was even better than any Thai massage.
“I didn’t hear you properly. Mr. Luther, what did you say?”
Michael squinted his eyes comfortably. “You’re so beautiful.”
The woman’s face turned cold. There was coldness in her eyes. “Get out.”
“Ah?”
She did not care about him. She turned her body and reached over. With a click, the door of the driver’s seat was pushed open. She said flatly, “Get out.”
Michael was confused. Women should feel happy upon getting praised, no?
The least they could do was feel bashful?
Um…
“Are you getting out or not?”
Michael shook his head like a rattle drum. Get out? No way!
The woman did not argue with him. “Alright, if you’re not getting out, I am.”
Mich

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