Chapter 199 A Type Of Control

• Blake paused as he held onto the report with his fingertips, his gaze deep and profound. Actually, to Blake, money was already a set of numbers, but as a man grew more mature, his control over things became stronger. Perhaps what he wanted was not money, but a type of control.
• "Alright, I will stop it. I'll sleep with you." Blake threw the financial statement to the side and laid by her side, hugging her soft body and letting her rest her head on his arm.
• Avery was still unable to fall asleep, her own home had casually drawn circles on his chest, "Do you know, you haven't come back in two days?"