He stuffed the wet tissue next to him into her hand as well.
"Wipe, wipe it well, until there's nothing left."
The Second Young Master Yale's stunning looks, can they be destroyed by a few grains of rice?
Victoria Gibson finally understood what it means to shoot oneself in the foot.
Just like that, her pitiful meal turned into wiping the Young Master's face, and she had to wipe it clean...
He might as well just wash his face directly.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, Chad Yakov raised his eyebrows arrogantly.
"Whoever does the good deed is responsible, even if you have to wash my face, it has to be you."
"..."
Goodbye, big baby! Hello, big baby!
The mealtime dragged on for almost an hour. By the time Victoria Gibson was full, the rest time was nearly over.
She needed to return to her workstation first, lest her colleagues saw her coming out of Chad Yakov's office.
