When he didn’t speak, I peeked at him in surprise, but his eyes were hooded and I couldn’t discern any emotion in them.

Unable to help myself, I blurted, “Didn’t you come here to look for Armond? Aren’t you going to talk to him?”

Without sparing a glance at me, his slender fingers moved across the porcelain bowls as he expertly washed the dishes.

“There’s no rush.” He only gave me three simple words in return.

The atmosphere became quiet all of a sudden and I felt slightly at a loss.

Suddenly, a ringtone broke through the uncomfortable silence. It was coming from his phone.

 

He didn’t answer it, but turned his emotionless eyes to me for some reason.

I stiffened and asked confusedly, “What is it?”

 

“My hands are wet. I’ll have to trouble you,” he replied.

At first, I couldn’t grasp his meaning. Later on, I realized that his phone was in his trouser pocket and both his hands were covered with soap.

Coincidently, I had just wiped my hands dry, so technically, it was convenient for me to take his phone. But…

The corners of my eyes twitched as I fell into a dilemma. “Mr. Fuller, I think that’s rather inappropriate.”

He cocked a brow at me. “And why exactly would that be inappropriate?”

reaching into his trouser pocket to

made a big deal out of

melody kept playing, as though the caller

he waited for me to answer his phone for

trouser pocket. After taking his phone out, I handed it to him

soap-covered hands with his eyes. His meaning couldn’t be any

turned the phone screen to face me and swiped to answer

on speaker,” Ashton instructed while staring at me with a

bringing the phone to his ear. Due to the height difference, I had to stand on my tippy

comment. Soon, Rachel’s gentle

is it?” This man was stingy with his words as

because she didn’t seem to mind as she chirped gleefully, “I brought all the previous project files over today for you to take a look. By the way, you haven’t eaten yet, have

lips. How lucky of him to have a beautiful woman

I vaguely sensed his gaze on me. Puzzled, I

I thought he wasn’t going to answer,

she quipped, “Then, can you come out and open the gate for me, Mr.

glance, signaling for me to hang up

for a second before suggesting,

hand, but he held it in a vice-like grip. Bewildered, I widened my eyes at him, trying to figure out what

here. Rachel is here because of the Lavelian Village project. Since you’re

pressed my lips together tightly in response to his tyrannical behavior. Rachel’s obviously

about the fact that Rachel was currently waiting outside. After he was done, he scanned me from head to toe at a disturbingly languid pace before

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