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Timothy cast a glance at the bathroom and answered calmly. “Do you want to speak to Rylee? She’s bathing. After she finishes, I’ll ask her to call you back.”

“What on earth happened? Why is Rylee in your house? What’s going on?” Manfred roared anxiously.

“Well,” Timothy said calmly, “Manfred, are you accusing me?”

Manfred exhaled. “I’m not accusing you, Timothy. I’m anxious.”

“Why are you so anxious? Rylee is supposed to be the safest in my place, isn’t she? No one else is as powerful as I am to take care of her.” Timothy’s eyes were full of hostility.

“Rylee is still young, Timothy. She should stay home today.”

“Rylee isn’t a kid any longer, Manfred. She’s a grownup already. She has the right to make her own decisions, doesn’t she? Manfred, you care about Rylee so much. Has it exceeded the normal boundary already?”

Manfred was taken aback for a long time. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Timothy, that’s what I want to speak to you. Why do you care so much about Rylee with such an identity and social status? Your care for her also has exceeded the normal boundary.”

Timothy raised his eyebrows. “No one can doubt the things I want to do. No one can stop me from doing it. I believe you should know it well.”

Manfred panted in excitement. “Only Rylee is the exception.”

Timothy directly hung up the phone. He was lost in thought while peeping out of the window.

He wondered if Manfred wanted to compete with him.

Suddenly, someone patted on his bedroom door crazily. Then the door was open. Armand captured Kenneth, trying to take him away. But the latter crazily scratched on the door. Seeing them, Timothy felt a migraine and rubbed between his brows.

“What’s going on?” he asked unhappily.

“Boss! Boss! Why do you want to kick us away? Please don’t!” Kenneth howled.

Armand roared, “Shame on you! Look what mess you’ve made in the living room. It’s like a film set for porn. How nasty!”

Kenneth sniffed. “Boss, you’ve kept Amy staying here. Please let me stay as well. Please. I won’t do it again. I’ll behave myself.”

Timothy sneered. “Amy? She should be in your car trunk now.”

“What?” Kenneth gaped.

Timothy said in disdain, “I can find that kind of woman easily on the street. Do you think I’m so low as you are? You only have three seconds to vanish from my sight. Or...”

His threatening tone and angry gaze made Kenneth shiver in fear.

Kenneth raised his hand and said quickly, “Good night, Boss. I can go in less than three seconds. Bye!”

Bang! The door was closed. Everything went back to silence.

As soon as Kenneth and his companions left, the strict cleaning was started on the first floor.

washing, and

the servants to start cleaning

taking a bath, she

by Timothy.

novel, he should have given me the shirt, shouldn’t

secretly opened the bathroom door for a crack and peeped out. In

“Am I a

believe that Timothy was still in the room. Then she couldn’t sneak out

you done,

over. When he was still several meters away from the bathroom, he

“Oh? Why?

long while, she

Don’t give me

“All right, Big Thing?”

thing? I’m

Then what are

really enjoyed

Rylee became so frustrated.

fun of herself. It seemed she wasn’t so brilliant as when

Joseph, she was always at the upper hand. When she was with Timothy, however, she was the one who was made fun

bathroom door. Rylee immediately said in fear, “You can’t come in.

if you invite me. You are not a supermodel. There’s nothing on you

clothes in through the door

How dare you look down on me? I’m not a supermodel, but I’m not so bad as

the clothes up, only to find

had a round

for a while, she put her head out of the door and roared, “Timothy Wheeler! How dare you! You gave me your

almost getting choked by

you have women’s

didn’t we? You didn’t pay attention earlier. I also bought you some lingerie. Try them

the end, Timothy curled up his lips into a nasty

a hurry, she took a look at the clothes in

wanted to black

had even bought her the

the cup, Size C. Sure enough, Mr. Wheeler was a playboy. He even guessed

How did you

put her hand on her bosom

she put on the clothes, she gracefully walked out of

to be killed by second-hand smoke. Hurry and put

muttered in anger,

he obediently put out

on the mattress. Then

there a needle