Mr. Ghost Hayes said, "If you truly love someone, no matter how bad they become, you can still see their lovable side."
Cherry paused slightly, her gaze intense as she looked at him.
Mr. Ghost Hayes felt uneasy being stared at and quickly said, "That's not what I said, it's from a TV drama."
Cherry pouted, withdrew her gaze, and rested her cheek as she pondered.
Her thoughts were always quite capricious, one moment this way, another that way, and Mr. Ghost Hayes was pretty much used to it.
Holding a booklet, he recorded the numbers of the buyers he had met while chatting idly with her, "I think that old lady from earlier looked familiar, like the countess in the news recently who was donating her inheritance. Hereditary nobility, wealth beyond your imagination, living in a mansion on thousands of acres of land, the house looks just like a palace... Oh, thinking about it, her being so old with all that money she can't spend in her lifetime, I really feel for her."
