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Gwendolyn finally regained her senses. “Huh?”

Two thousand? These are just three plates and two bowls. How could they be so expensive? Is he robbing me?

Patrick pointed at the broken plates and bowls on the floor and explained, “These are porcelain. The golden stripes on them are real gold. Two thousand is a discounted price.”

How Gwendolyn wished she could pick up all the broken pieces and scratch off all the golden stripes so that she could perhaps sell them for money.

Patrick frowned when she saw her stretching out her hands to pick the broken pieces up.

“Use a broom. Don't use your hands.”

Gwendolyn could only withdraw her hands. He has so many orders. It's up to me how I want to clean this up, okay?

However, the man clearly had no intention of leaving and merely stood there, staring at her.

Patrick knew that she would hurt herself if he did not watch her.

Seeing him standing there, Gwendolyn felt rather upset because she could not keep the broken pieces after all. These strings are made of gold! They must be the same price as gold, right?

Gwendolyn was utterly defeated by her poverty and her life. She no longer had the grace of a lady anymore.

leave until she threw all the broken pieces into the trash bag and cleaned the

had the urge to

dared not to

around, she smiled at him and

was eleven o'clock at night, and she wanted to go

“My bedroom is quite messy. Clean

let out a

Just go to sleep. Can't

good impression of him had

walked up the stairs and got into his room. Then he sat at his

then started tidying

all the

scattered on the floor. Gwendolyn had to

his underwear lying on

out her hand to grab them but quickly

underwear before, so she was too shy

scene, leaning against the

interested