Chapter 938

Of course, Tate had no idea about Mabel's true thoughts. He briskly walked to the vending machine in the hallway, his mind constantly replaying the image of Mabel's chest when she had leaned over. The black bra accentuated her curves, and that deep cleavage was mesmerizing. He also remembered Mabel mentioning that she would treat him to a drink sometime. Tate excitedly wondered how wonderful would that be if Mabel could become his wife. He took a coin from his pocket, intending to insert it into the vending machine. However, due to his excitement, the coin slipped from his hand and rolled a few feet away, stopping at the door of the women's washroom. Tate chased after the coin, stopping at the washroom's door. Seeing the coin there, he hesitated, thinking it might be best to leave it. After all, in today's society, crouching down to pick it up in front of the washroom might make him seem like a pervert. "Hey, what are you doing sneaking around the women's washroom?" a cold fem