Upon having these thoughts, Samuel Noah Jackson's complexion turned a bit sour, and a touch of displeasure appeared on his usually cold and detached face.
He felt a bit upset!
How much longer would he have to endure this?
"I think I better give you a massage after all!" Suddenly Michelle Campbell volunteered.
Samuel had done a great favor for her brother and Mila Collins. It was only right for her to thank him in some way…
Although her massage technique wasn't that good, Samuel seemed to quite enjoy it!
"Alright!" At her words, Samuel's expression finally softened a bit.
Massage...Although it couldn't compare to certain other benefits, it was not too bad!
At least she had some conscience!
......
Seeing his agreement, Michelle put down the small box containing the wooden airplane and walked towards him.
Soon, she stopped behind him.
Seeing this, Samuel took off his coat, wearing only a pure white shirt, and instinctively unbuttoned a couple of buttons on his shirt.
