It turned out that this was Morgan Blackstorm's home.
But what did he want to do by bringing her here in the middle of the night?
Although they were legally married, it was only on paper. They had a prenuptial agreement.
Furthermore, with Morgan Blackstorm's status and conditions, many women must have volunteered to sleep with him, so he couldn't afford to do anything improper to her.
"Morgan Blackstorm, we have a one-month deadline," Ashley said.
"That's right," Morgan Blackstorm nodded. "But I also said that you should be available whenever I call." After speaking, he walked inside.
"Hey..."
Ashley trotted to follow him. The man's steps were quick and long, and the courtyard was vast; she was already out of breath.
When they reached the door, he finally stopped, and Ashley bumped
