Chapter 386 Praying to the Wrong Guanyin, Mourning at the Wrong Grave
- But Lillian Wood had no clue what Leon White meant. Her eyes snapped wide, hands on her hips as she pointed at him.
- “Name me one career guy who doesn’t smoke or drink. You think everyone’s like you, never needing to schmooze?”
- She threw him a vicious glare and bustled off to keep busy.