"Uh, you are?" Tom Fitz wiped his saliva and asked subconsciously.
Linda was about to answer, but after looking at the flowery shirt on Tom, she suddenly realized something.
Wasn't this man...the one who was having s*x with Angela in the parking lot this morning!
She felt uncomfortable all of a sudden and didn't want to talk to him at all.
"She's mine, that image consultant."
Jason was already standing by the door at some point.
After answering Tom's question in a muffled voice, he grabbed and hid her behind himself.
Then he slammed the door, isolating Tom outside the door.
Looking at the tightly closed door in front of him, Tom pitifully sniffed.
"Tsk tsk, if it weren't for the fact that Brother Jason likes princesses in the first place, I'd be more interested in setting him up w
