Chapter ２２６

"So concerned about me, Mr. Johnson, you don't...... like me, do you?"

The soft, boneless hand slowly climbed on the chest, Paul Johnson's brain rang with the sound of explosions, panic back a few steps to avoid her touch.

The awkwardness lasted for a few seconds, and Paul Johnson's forehead was clearly sweating, but he didn't say anything and turned around and walked away.

"Coward!"

Marisa Darcyflung her hands in indignation: "You don't even dare to take the woman who is offered to you, and you still talk about helping me to take revenge? Rubbish!"

After cursing angrily for a while, she sat back in her chair and felt that her reaction was too strange, just a subordinate, was it worth her getting angry?

Her phone vibrated and an alert came from her mailbox.

She casually opened it, read the content, and instantly changed her face.