Albert Brown felt that Amelia Sanchez seemed to have reversed the roles in their relationship.
"Amelia, did we get it backwards?"
"What's backwards?" Amelia was eyeing Albert's slim waist, filled with deep jealousy.
A big man like him actually had a slimmer waist than hers, making life difficult for women.
"You, me, did we reverse our roles? Shouldn't I be the one initiating these dates?" Albert asked hesitantly.
Amelia looked up at him, "Does it make any difference? Besides, you're my kept gigolo...."
Brown the Pretty Boy clenched his fists tightly.
Didn't Amelia already know that he was Elixir Pharmaceutical's Young Master?
"Amelia, I have money!" Even if he didn't spend the Brown family's money, his own money was enough for ordinary people to spend several lifetimes.
Amelia cast a puzzled glance at him and seemed not to understand why he was so persistent on this topic.
However, Amelia considered herself easy-going, "Alright, you can treat me to a meal next time."