Upon hearing this, Aurora Blaine straightened up, don't cause trouble!
One room?
What a joke!
Aurora was about to refuse when Maverick Knight beside her already replied, "Arrange a guest room for me."
Aurora breathed a sigh of relief; the big shot really knew what to do, quite gentlemanly. He probably doesn't like sharing a room with a woman either.
Huh?
Wait a minute.
If he sleeps in the guest room, then where does she sleep? His room?
The servant smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Flynn Knight heard this from ahead; he stuck his hands in his pockets and playfully whistled, "The guest room is so lonely and cold. When you teamed up against me, weren't you all quite spirited? Isn't it a bit late to be acting distant now?"
Aurora glared at him, shut up, shut up!
Wasn't it just one keyboard trick? Is it worth holding a grudge over?
Maverick Knight's face darkened, eyes coldly looking at Flynn, full of danger.
Flynn Knight shot a wicked grin, fine, he's out.
