"What do you mean?"
Ivy Aretha suddenly froze, a bad premonition instantly seizing her mind, "You'd better not be like that lovesick lunatic Jaysen Smith, planning to give me half of Allure International's shares, right?"
Sienna Harrison had told her about that, and at the time, she just casually commented that he was really foolish. If her own man did the same thing, wouldn't he become the fool in her mouth?
"Michael, I'm telling you, you'd better not learn from the lunatic Jaysen who only saw love in his eyes. Our situation is different from theirs. There are many ways to express love, not necessarily with gold..."
Before she could finish the word "money," Michael Gordon interrupted her.
"Jaysen Smith is a lovesick lunatic?" Michael Gordon interestingly kissed her neck, laughter spilling out from his throat, "Wife, if you say so, I might think you find me not infatuated enough, not loving you enough?"
