Just as Astrid finished speaking, she suddenly heard a man's voice coming from the door. It was Matthew who had returned.
"Ms. Rose, you don't have to go."
The butler behind him was dragging two suitcases in his hands. After walking in and putting the suitcases away, he bowed to Blaire Cynclaire, "Ms. Rose, these are your luggage."
"What, what?"
Blaire Cynclaire looked at Matthew flattered, her face flushed instantly, "What does this mean? Do you want me to live here?"
"You are not willing?"
Matthew's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at Astrid while speaking. The woman changed into a nude skirt, which just covered her injured calf.
Thinking of what Christopher said today, Matthew's face became a little ugly.
Blaire Cynclaire thought he was angry, so she answered quickly without pretending to be shy.
