"I told Mrs. Taylor I didn't care about your background. In the future, you will be girl.So she’d better leave you alone."
Wendy looked at Henson in surprise. "Are you serious?"
"You can ask her if you don't believe it."
Wendy blushed. "Then she was probably pissed off."
"Didn't care that."
Wendy looked at him, "May I ask one more question?"
"Go ahead."
"You have so many women around you waiting for your love, then why do you like me? If it is because that you have never met a poor woman like me before or because that I am so miserable which arises your sympathy to me, then you might have misunderstood me and my life. I am not that poor; I just like money."
"About that question, I have two answers. Which one do you want to hear?"
"Truth or lie? I would like to hear both."
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