Chapter 437 Are You Ready To Be A Star

Kallum's voice was incredibly hoarse, and he had a dazed and harmless look on his face.

It was rare of him to give off such a vibe. When he was alert, he was always full of vigor and vitality, radiating an intensity and warmth akin to that of a diamond.

Calista nodded. "Do you want to sleep on the bed?

Kallum stared at his computer. "But there is still an unfinished document..."

"You can deal with those tomorrow."

"But this document is of utmost urgency. It simply can't wait until tomorrow."

Calista pulled out her trump card and bent over to whisper in his ear, "Don't tell me you've forgotten? You said it yourself that you wanted a reward for this matter, remember?"

Kallum's previously muddled mind suddenly became alert.

I mentioned before that I would want consummation once this matter was

resolved. Could it be that...

Calista nodded. "Yes, that's right. I agree to it, so let's go to bed!"

Go to bed?

In that moment, Kallum felt as if he had been injected with a shot of adrenaline, standing up with a renewed vigor.

Ten minutes later, Kallum found himself feeling nonplussed while being held in Calista's embrace.

"Is this what you call consummation?" Sleeping on the same bed, at most, could be considered sharing a bed.

hugging you

reasoned argument, but he was held back

sleep, or else I'll move to another room to sleep, and you

lips, muttering

"What did you say?"

Time for bed!" Kallum said as he pulled Calista into his

less than three seconds,

than when he had previously slept

against his long eyelashes. His eyes fluttered slightly, yet he didn't open them, only furrowing his brows slightly. The corners of his mouth seemed to lift a bit, giving off

bewitched, Calista drew just a bit closer to

what kind of person

first laid eyes on him, she was smitten. She couldn't help but regard him as the brightest light in the world, irresistibly drawn to him

her gaze and gently planted

kiss, but he

up the next

initially planned to reclaim what was rightfully his, but seeing Calista clutching her

choice but to first ensure she was

graceful figure almost made Kallum helplessly throw himself

that it was as if his eyes were

Joel.ne

nurturing my wife for twenty years, and yet only tasted the fruit of my labor once!

blankly as she changed her clothes. She couldn't help

know you are desperately longing for it, but could

a I'm a lamb that's

wanted to eat. Kallum, through gritted teeth, declared, "Meat! Lots and

without uttering a

Kallum, you're finally awake! The President suggested that we should arrange

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