Chapter 180: Gifts
His gaze never left the document in his hand, yet Amelia was teased once again.
Heavens, was Albert Brown a master of flirting with girls in his past life? Why is he so good at it?
She sat stiffly in Albert's arms, not daring to move. He chose a position that was relatively comfortable for her, but Amelia still felt uneasy due to their skin touching.
It was...too difficult.
Nevertheless, the initiator seemed to be working without a care, completely oblivious to the turmoil within her heart.
She stayed in Albert's embrace for a long time until he finally got tired of reading and put down the document, glanced at his phone: "Let's go."
It's exactly six o'clock now.
Such precise timing!
Amelia jumped up from his arms, stretching her limbs and finally coming back to life.
Now her whole body ached, and although she wanted to complain, she couldn't bring herself to speak when she saw the fatigue in Albert's eyes and his massaging of his temples.