Chapter 357 A Small Favor
- Of course Yamila Simpson saw right through that little scheme and couldn’t help rolling her eyes. Guys who didn’t grow up in real high society never had the poise of a true heir. Instead, they wore that sudden-wealth vibe like a cheap suit.
- So Mila shot back with a syrupy, mocking tone,
- “He smirked, eyes flashing with mockery. Yeah? Then Mr. Hong, you must be exhausted!”