Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 805:

Burnet straightened his attire, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

As Silver Fox opened the door, Burnet’s smile broadened, and he stepped forward to enter. However, she swiftly raised her leg and blocked the doorway with a firm stance. “What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.

Burnet, taken aback by her resistance, paused, bewildered. Since Silver Fox didn’t refuse the money, he thought she would allow him to enter the master bedroom. “I’m going into the room, take a shower, and go to bed,” he said.

Silver Fox eyed him with a mix of contempt and disbelief. “Mr. Hoffman, are you delusional or just feigning ignorance?” she rebuked sharply. “You agreed you wouldn’t force anything until I was ready. Remember?”

Confusion clouded Burnet’s expression. “But you didn’t refuse my money and opened the door. Wasn’t that a signal?”

Silver Fox chuckled, almost amused by the misunderstanding. “Just because I accepted your money and opened the door doesn’t nullify our agreement.”

Burnet was at a loss for words, realizing his mistake. To Silver Fox, the substantial sum had merely bought him entry, nothing more. But if he just wanted her to open the door, did he need to spend so much money? Did she think of him as someone lacking in sense? But it was his fault. He should have made things clear before transferring the money.

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reminding himself that they were now married, which made his wealth hers as well, Burnet conceded silently. The

is required for you to let

to name her price, knowing she was a money-grubber, but her response only deepened his bewilderment. “Why are you so eager to enter this room?” she

after all. He thought about their marriage and the intimate aspects

room for your shower and sleep?” Silver Fox stood her ground more staunchly. “Burnet, are you trying to claim the master bedroom for

you’re not comfortable sharing a bed

he proposed this compromise than he

with growing

Fox had genuinely not

his forehead in embarrassment, he replied, “Didn’t you just mention

processing the implications of Burnet’s intentions for the room. Realization dawned, and her anger flared. Clenching her

spread his hands in a helpless gesture. “You said something

didn’t want to talk to him anymore. With a

“Can we just talk about this? How much would it take for

response was curt and

kick that sent him staggering back,