Chapter 21 Worth the Price

When Priscilla and Alex were in Priscilla’s room, he shook his head. He saw dirty clothes on the floor, makeup kits on her dressing table, and the shoes disarrayed on the shoe rack.

“Are you a girl or a boy? Why is your room so messy like this?”

“Brother,” Priscilla pursued her lips and grabbed Alex’s hand, “you know I’m busy selling things online and my MUA thing.” MUA is a makeup artist. “I don’t have time for small things like tidying my room.” Though their parents are billionaires, they made their children clean their rooms. It was their attempt not to spoil them.

“Who will marry you if you are like this?”

“Brother, don’t say that.”

Alex shook his head. “I can’t stand being here. Let’s go to my room instead.”

Both of them walked to Alex’s room. Though Alex already had his house and villa, sometimes he still visited his parents and sisters. When they walked inside Alex’s room, his room was 180 degrees from Priscilla’s. It was neat and clean; all things were at their places.