Chapter 1268 Seven-Digit Price
- Having taken a special liking to the small farms in the countryside, Lorraine paced around the backyard a few times and even said that she would like to have a small yard to plant her own vegetables.
- Next to her, Old Mr. Jefferson snorted. “Forget it. Are you sure you’ll have the time to take care of it? You’ll only hand it over to the servants in the end.”
- Clicking her tongue, she agreed. “That may be true.”