#15

“What is it?!” Clayton cursed softly. MaySa heard but she pretended not to hear. Clayton glanced at his office. MaySa she has a very high destructive ability. Because now his office is no different from a small nursery. It's scattered, messy, messy. Many of the folders that MaySa had pulled from the cabinets were littered, the papers were out of place and filled with grooves. Clayton gathered both of his hands in front of himself. Their lips pressed together tightly. He's already found a payback!!! So naughty baby