Drake snapped out of his thoughts, glancing at the girl in the tub, still clutching his hand. Maybe he has a special feeling for her than other women, but to be by his side with a more special status than a mistress, then she is not his choice. He bent down to directly carry her out of the tub, went to the towel rack, tried to pull the towel so that the towel covered her body, then he carried her out of the room.
He laid her down on the bed, wrapping her with a towel, of course, so she wouldn't continue to wet the new sheets. He walked over to the sofa and sat down, took the phone and pressed the call button, didn't know who he was calling, but didn't hear him say anything, only saw a sneer and then turned off the phone. At the same time there was a knock on the door.
"Boss, can I come in? I've got everything ready." Mie cautiously asked for permission to enter the room.
"Wait." Drake got up and went to his closet to quickly put on some clothes and then went to open the door.