Chapter 948: Don't Look at Me, I Really Can't Afford to Raise It

Seeing Amadeus Yancey still looking at her, Nathalie Quinlan's shoulders were incredibly relaxed, her hands holding a mug, she lowered her head and took another sip of Sour Plum Juice, her expression casual and languid, she pursed her lips, her face expressing seriously, "Don't look at me, I really can't afford to take care of you."

"..."

Nathalie Quinlan gave him another glance, indifferent and confident, "Even if you look at me, I can't afford it."

Amadeus Yancey chuckled, his chest vibrated for a few seconds, his arms bracing the sides of the chair, leaning in closer to her, his eyes extremely dark, reflecting the girl's delicate facial features: "Is it a bit like abandoning responsibility to say you can't afford it now, Nathalie the Goddess?"

"Hm?" Nathalie Quinlan was accustomed to him being close to herself, showing no resistance at all, she lifted her beautiful face, freshly bathed, with a faint scent of shower gel on her.