NovelEnglishChapter 2755 Melissa considered the proposal with some reservations.
Yet, the appeal of $20, 000 was hard to dismiss. With that sum, she could...
Without explicitly agreeing or declining, she remained silent.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer lack of a firm response could be interpreted as a form of tacit approval.
In high spirits, Marcus directed the driver, “Head to my apartment near the company.” The driver acknowledged and executed a smooth turn...
(thanoss.com) Thirty minutes later, the car came to a halt in front of a building.
Marcus gracefully exited the car and gazed at Melissa still inside.
“Why don't you join me?” Melissa stepped out and approached Marcus, murmuring, “That was quite swift." Raising an eyebrow, Marcus observed her.
Melissa hastened to add, “Mr. Fowler, your efficiency is truly commendable.” With a composed demeanor, Marcus took the elevator to the top floor with Melissa. As the doors opened, she was taken aback. This duplex spanned at least 400 square meters despite Marcus calling it an apartment.
The warm, beige-colored decor added to the inviting atmosphere.
Observing her sparkling eyes, Marcus reveled in the satisfaction of his vanity. He casually tossed the key card onto the table by the entrance and changed his shoes. “Feel free to choose a bedroom if you like." In a hushed tone, Melissa murmured, “I could just rent an apart Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmment for myself nearby.” Marcus didn't press the matter. He strolled to the kitchen, examining the well-stocked fridge with an array of fruits, vegetables, and meat.
Casting a reserved glance at Melissa by the doorway, he remarked, “I have a craving for home-cooked meals.” At only 22 years old, Melissa had no desire to become a servant.
Yet, Marcus seemed to offer her more than she expected.
Promptly removing her jacket, she declared, “I'l start right away.” As she shed her jacket, regret crept in. Having got ready for the golfing appointment, she wore a sports zip-up hoodie over a lace halter top.
Gathering her composure, she mumbled, “I forgot.” Near the kitchen fridge, Marcus cast a glance her way, leisurely retrieving a bottle of milk. “If it was intentional, it doesn't bother me.”
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