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?

lips and repeated,

said calmly, slowing down his movements even

slowly walking, slowly blow-drying his hair,

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morning, and there weren’t many netizens squatting in the

the two of them appeared on screen together,

catches the worm! I just entered the live

going on? Why do I feel like Mr. Lewis likes to take his

scene be broadcast

looks like a

be that Ziana is about to blow up. I have a feeling that Mr. Lewis will

soon!]

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it anymore and asked, “Are you

need to have breakfast, I need to have a

it. I’ll treat you to

off the stove, and lightly put her hand on his

what she did, but he suddenly felt weak all

the room, unable to resist, and then pushed into

of his hand, that lost

sat in the passenger seat, looking thoughtfully at her, but the question he asked was, “What are you

pick,” Ziana started the car and looked over at

into a slight smile, but there was impatience and threat in

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

Two hours later.

car stopped in a

to bed last night, Ziana had searched the

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on it, so

the car and hadn’t walked a few steps when they saw a middle-aged man. Ziana took out the drawn portrait and asked, “Excuse

man said, asking, “Are you

have something to ask her. Do you know

dressed very elegantly and became curious.

quickly thanked him

up, and Boris glanced at it, understanding what

ago and understood

very smart and

what really surprised him was

good at painting, he had developed

smooth lines, decisive strokes, and

of the character’s features were

every reason to believe that Ziana’s artistic ability was beyond

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