"It's getting late, you should go back," she said.
Adam Jones had just returned to the living room when he heard Elly Campbell issue the order for him to leave.
Adam gave her a cold look and walked over to the sofa, where he casually seated himself. With his long legs lazily crossed and his body leaning against the back of the sofa, he exuded an air of effortless charm.
Even though he was sitting and looking up at Elly Campbell, his presence seemed to dominate hers.
"No rush, I live close by," he replied.
The apartment Elly Campbell lived in was in a business district with several high-end luxury hotels nearby, so she assumed that he was staying in one of those hotels.
"But I want to go to sleep, Mr. Jones."
Could he not take a hint with such an obvious order to leave?
Elly Campbell looked at Adam indifferently, marveling at how thick-skinned he was becoming.
