Chapter 1252: It's Not Water, It's Alcohol...

But if that's the case, where does he get so much money to squander?

Hearing this, Samuel Noah Jackson's hand holding the wine glass paused, and a few shades of embarrassment suddenly crossed his face.

"Are you hiding pocket money?" Michelle Campbell blinked her eyes and deliberately asked him!

Pocket money...

Samuel Noah Jackson's eyes narrowed.

"This restaurant is under JS Enterprise, so when I come here, I just need to mark it on the account!" He coughed once, then said uneasily!

He hadn't expected that he would now be so tightly controlled by a little woman!

And most importantly, deep inside his heart, he wasn't the least bit averse to her control!

Damn it...

"So that's how it is..." Seeing his honest response, Michelle Campbell couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckle...

"You find it funny?" Seeing her laugh at him, Samuel Noah Jackson's complexion sank, and he asked her with a stiff face.