Sophia crossed her arms, displaying the arrogant demeanor of a pampered rich girl.
Her bright eyes twinkled as she flashed a playful smile, "It's my first time asking for help. Mr. Taylor, maybe you could demonstrate how to properly ask for help?"
Benjamin's lips curled slightly as a fondness flickered in his eyes.
He picked up a document from the coffee table and ordered, "Come here."
"I won't." Sophia felt utterly exhausted. "I'm sleepy. I'm going to my room to shower and sleep."
She didn't want to bother with these documents anymore.
Sophia turned and started towards the second floor.
Snap. Benjamin closed the folder and tossed it back onto the coffee table.
"Don't get it wrong. My helping you doesn't mean you have nothing to do."
Sophia turned back to face Benjamin, who looked
