Chapter 107: Silver Cross: God, Fate, Void, Me_3

Hefei tilted her head; the similarity was uncanny. When Wayne talked about making money, he was almost a spitting image of a scoundrel.

The difference was that the scoundrel was adept at finance, making a killing in the bill exchange sector, while Wayne was wholeheartedly focused on earning money from women.

That evening, Wayne refused to stay overnight and took a car back to Wayne Manor.

Being late for class inevitably led to lessons running late, plus with the students' dull minds, it looked like he would trouble his senior teacher to stay at Wayne Manor again today.

It had been like this for a while, and even Wayne was beginning to feel a bit embarrassed.

Why don't you just move in, senior sister, so you don't have to run back and forth day and night? It's not just troublesome but also a waste of time.