Chapter 148 Jack of All Trades

The next morning, Ziana woke up early.

She went to knock on Boris’s door and informed him that they were leaving to find Ms. Damara in

half an hour.

“So, Mr. Lewis, you better hurry up and get ready, and don’t dawdle,” she said.

But when she returned half an hour later, Boris was still in his bathrobe, looking like he had just

taken a shower.

His muscular upper body was s*xy and perfect, with water droplets sliding down his muscles, and

his hair was still wet.

Perhaps because of impatience, his gaze was a bit sca**ered when he looked up, and the stray hair hanging down from his forehead made his eyes look even more dim.

What a fresh and handsome man!

But Ziana didn’t even bat an eyelash. Not only that, she even felt like blowing up.

She looked him up and down, and said bluntly, “Don’t tell me, you just started to clean up.”

“Mm,” Boris said flatly, “I overslept.”

Ziana was getting angrier, “Didn’t I call for you?”

“You should have come into the room and called me,” Boris said, looking at her, “That way, I

wouldn’t have fallen asleep again.’

Taking a deep breath, Ziana asked, “So, how much longer do you need?”

“Half an hour, maybe longer,” Boris said, glancing at her, “Are you in a hurry?”

“I’m in a hurry to separate from you,” Ziana said truthfully, “Can you hurry up?”

“I can’t,” Boris said, turning to walk back into his room, “If you’re in a hurry, you can go by

yourself.”

If the rules of the program allowed for solo activities, she would have left on her own a long time

ago.

Who would want to be with him anyway?

licked her lips and repeated,

slowing down

slowly blow-drying his

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in the morning, and there weren’t many netizens

on screen together, the live stream room became

catches the worm! I just entered the live

Mr. Lewis likes to take his clothes off in front of

this scene

Lewis looks like a peacock displaying its feathers to attract a

about to blow up. I have a

soon!]

[…]

She couldn’t bear it anymore and asked, “Are you still going to

turned out to be a picky person, saying, “Not only do I need to have breakfast, I need to have a good

it. I’ll treat you to

over, turned off the stove, and lightly put her hand

she did, but he suddenly

watched her drag him out of the room, unable

go of his hand, that lost strength seemed to slowly

looking thoughtfully at her, but the question he

take your pick,” Ziana started the car and looked

a slight smile, but there was impatience and threat

deepened a bit, and he raised an eyebrow indifferently, “I choose not

Two hours later.

car stopped

Ziana had searched the building in the

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“Eighth Coal Mine” on it, so it was easy to

and hadn’t walked a few steps when they saw a middle-aged man. Ziana took

Damara?” the man said, asking, “Are you looking for

ask her. Do you know where

both dressed very elegantly and became curious. He warmly said, “I’ll

him with a

the sketch back up, and Boris glanced at it, understanding what she had

knew that the photo was from many years ago and understood that it was a trap

and could see

what really surprised him was that she drew the

he wasn’t good at painting, he had developed an appreciation for art in his

had smooth lines, decisive strokes, and not

few strokes, all of the character’s features were present, and the

reason to believe that Ziana’s artistic

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