“All right. All right. I promise this won't happen again.” Mya hurriedly tossed the hair into the trash can. Patting her chest, she guaranteed, “I'll check the floor before you return from work every day.”

Finnley didn't reply, walking toward his study.

“Wait. You haven't told me the rental yet,” Mya reminded him, watching his receding figure.

However, he kept silent.

Mya shrugged and sat on the couch. While sipping the milk, she browsed Finnley's Twitter.

“His life seems simple. Is it for real, or has he faked it?" She thought with a frown.

“What do you think?" a man’s magnetic voice sounded out.

Mya yanked up her head, only to find he standing next to her while holding a glass of water.

His gaze shifted from her phone screen to her face.

Mya battled a wry smile, withdrawing her gaze.

She didn’t breathe out in relief until he reentered the study.

The night was deep.

Jennifer returned home

the bathroom, Ivan

each line of the patterns. Mixed feelings surged in her eyes. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on

the living room was lit

magnetic spheres bought by

different shapes according to their ideas and let the maids and servants

were cleaning the living room. They worked in

Jennifer, their moods became much better. They

stopped in the

Tears

only regret

she was absentminded. Standing before her, he

noticed his existence a while later and put away the jade pendant. “Done

replied with

then,” Jennifer said and stood

"OK."

watched her

the running water sound, he withdrew his gaze

and dialed a number. “I asked you to check the necklace. How's it going now?” he asked in a low voice. “Sorry, Mr. Marsh, but we don't have any clue yet,” the person answered on the other end of

a lot.” Ivan ended

the window. Jennifer had done many things for him and the

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