Chapter 18 Your Hand Is Really Exquisite

• I ignored Elizabeth and strode away. When I arrived back at her mansion, I started my car and left. While leaving, I glimpsed Elizabeth’s figure at the corner; she was looking at me. However, I dismissed her and drove right past her without even sparing her a glance. I wanted her to understand a principle—I was a gigolo, yes, but I wasn’t the type who walked the streets whom she could simply procure as she liked!
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• When I’d gotten home, I chatted casually with Alice for a while before collapsing on the bed. Just when I was all groggy and was about to fall asleep, Alice sneaked into my bedroom again. “What are you trying to do?” Propping myself up with both hands, I stared at her.