Charles McIntosh didn't argue with her, he went to the edge of the chair and squatted slightly.
His right hand griped her ankle, gently exerting a bit of force.
The high heel shoe was smoothly placed onto her feet.
"Brother McIntosh, you are really skilled, do you often encounter this kind of scenarios?" Lilac Serval laughed.
Charles McIntosh knew she was provoking him, he didn't take offense, he just responded lightly: "That's the first time."
"Oh, with practice, it becomes second nature and can win a woman's heart." Lilac Serval said indifferently.
"Have I won your heart?"
"Me? That's tough. Apart from putting on shoes, there are numerous men who have dressed me and I still have no interest. I value three things: good looks, great skills, and massive wealth." Lilac Serval extended three fingers and laughed.
