The cupboard containing the dictates and various books on economic theory became a typical sight in Mr.'s room. Somehart. The intelligent widower with two children stared at Daphne Tjia's cute face. Beautiful women are mostly stupid. Not all. Mr. Somehart will do research on this matter later when he applies for a doctoral scholarship. "So you've been to Greece for a month to forget the final exam?" his laser gaze was intimidating.
"That's right, sir." Daphne Tjia stroked her neck to ease her nervousness. In fact, he was dumped by his own father in order to escape the snares of the law. He thought that stories about parents selling their children only existed in the newspapers. The fate is the same. The difference is that she is not a poor girl who is sold in a brothel.
