The man on the other side was still quiet, he didn't utter a single word. His breathing was so light that she was once in doubt as to whether he was even listening to her or not.
She felt restless, with his behaviour. He helped her but she’d rather measure their relationship with money, she didn't want this because she liked him or loved him how can she measure her love with money?
She didn’t have money but she couldn’t afford anything else besides money, because she didn't have anything, which she gave him in return.
"Was he upset? If he was upset then what reason is behind it?" she curiously mumbled.
But after some time, he spoke slowly as he smiled, but a little naughty too, as he was enjoying her condition “President Lenordo Smith, you called me this? Miss Ishla Fisher, Are you my
