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Chapter: 635
If she had admitted to calling him three years old, she suspected he might impose some Ludicrous
punishment.
“No, you said something else,” Brian insisted icily.
Rosalynn glanced at him. “Are you sure you want to know?”
“Go ahead.”
“You’re indeed only three years old,” she couldn’t help but repeat, stifling a chuckle.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrian fixed his gaze on her, and a smile slowly spread across his face.
His smile was undeniably charming, but it filled Rosalynn with an unsettling feeling.
Sure enough, she felt a hand reach for her thigh.
Inhaling sharply, she quickly halted his advances. Glancing at the driver, she cautioned Brian in a
hushed voice, “Brian, don’t do this. We’re not alone; the driver’s up front.”
“Rosalynn, do you really think a childish person would care about the propriety of the situation?” Brian
responded, a mischievous smile playing on his Lips.
His hand advanced once more.
Desperately, Rosalynn pleaded, “Mr. Hughes, I won’t say it again. Please, stop.”
“Call me Brian,” he instructed, his voice Low and magnetically husky.
A fluttering sensation enveloped Rosalynn’s heart, as though being tickled by a feather.
“Brian,” she murmured.
“Good, remember to make it up to me tonight,” Brian suggested, holding her hand and idly playing with
her fingers.
An overwhelming sensation swept over Rosalynn, and she mentally resolved to return to her own home
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthat evening. She would not be spending the night with him!
At that moment, her phone chimed again; it was a new message from Hutton.
He queried about the message she had recently sent him, the one that had been subsequently
withdrawn.
Rosalynn made a move to retrieve her phone, but Brian halted her.
He peered at the screen and quickly typed out a response. “You truly are a kid, only capable of acting
cute.”
A reply from Hutton followed shortly. “Old man, why do you have Rosalynn’s phone? You’re infringing
on our privacy!”