"I can not only carry you to the car but also lie down at home freshly bathed, allowing you to do whatever you want. Tell me, isn't that an unbeatable VIP treatment, hmm?" Chad Yakov's mischievousness overflowed from his eyes.
Victoria Gibson: "..."
She felt like she wanted to slap herself twice.
Knowing he harbors no good intentions, yet she gave him the chance to tease her.
"Can I apply for a refund?" She doesn't want the kiss, pretending as if she never said anything earlier.
Victoria Gibson was just about to slip away when strong arms wrapped around her waist, immobilizing her, and Chad Yakov's strong chest pressed against her back, leaning down to her ear.
"Too late, goods purchased, no returns allowed!"
Victoria Gibson: "..."!!
Help, there's a rascal here, catch him quickly!
Victoria Gibson was pulled back, and with a forceful move, Chad Yakov directly hoisted her onto his shoulder, striding outside.
