"Don't talk nonsense; I didn't even see her."
Greg felt a bit guilty, "I went to help Mr. Clark last night, and by the time we finished, it was already past midnight, so I just slept over at their place."
"Really didn't see Taylor Ware?"
"Taylor Ware? Is she Mr. Clark's daughter?"
Seeing that his expression seemed genuine, Lois didn't pursue the matter further.
Observing this, Greg pounced on her with a playful grin, and after Lois put up a symbolic struggle, she let him be.
Sounds that sparked the imagination soon filled the room.
It must be said that women's accessories are mostly exquisitely designed, not only full of allure but also very convenient.
Looking at those few pieces of fabric, Greg remarked, "This money was well spent."
"LSP!"
Lois shot him a glance.
"Right, right, you're not passionate, then I'll leave..."
As Greg spoke, he began to get up to leave.
Lois hurriedly held onto him, her face flushed, she said, "You… don't go."
