At this moment, he wore beige trousers, a belt around his waist outlining his waistline, and a simple white shirt that looked clean and fresh. His slender fingers were tying a dark-colored tie, giving a pleasing look. After finishing the tie, he swiftly put on a suit of the same color, buttoned it up, and glanced at her dull expression.
"What’s the matter?" he asked.
"No... nothing..." Can she admit that she was dazed because it was her first time watching a man put on a suit?
He gave her a deep glance, turned, and left the room, allowing her to finally take a long breath.
The clothes were prepared by the servant, several sets of casual wear, all brand-name. Mabel Quinn casually chose a set to put on and, after hastily freshening up, headed to the dining room.
After having breakfast with Kyle Kinston, she thought he would have the Driver take her to school, but unexpectedly he asked her to get in the car with him.
So she politely expressed that she didn’t mind taking the bus back to school at all.
He just gave her a faint glance, "Get in."
With just those two words, she shivered a bit and obediently got in the car with him. There was no need to argue with him over whether to get in the car or not.
In the car, she couldn’t help but yawn. She woke up early this morning and went to bed late last night, feeling a bit sleep-deprived.
"Didn’t sleep well last night?" Kyle Kinston’s voice suddenly sounded.
"Mm." She covered her yawning mouth with a hand, mumbling a reply.
"Not used to it?" He watched her yawning with interest.
Come on, who can get used to such a handsome guy lying next to them! Mabel Quinn was speechless and simply nodded again.
"So how many times do we need to sleep together for you to get used to it?"
When Kyle Kinston said this, Caleb, sitting in the front row, looked shocked, utterly unable to believe that such words came from his boss, who could almost single-handedly rule the world. Could it be that Elder Kinston planned to sleep with this woman many times?
Even the Driver nearly lost control of the steering wheel.
Mabel Quinn’s jaw dropped, blinking her dark almond eyes, feeling as if this was as tough as an exam. How was she supposed to answer this question!
But Kyle Kinston persisted as if seriously waiting for her answer.
"At least... a few months, I guess." she said shyly.
He immediately responded, "In that case, let’s sleep together for a few months and see if you can get used to it."
Mabel Quinn was dumbfounded.
Caleb and the Driver were also dumbfounded. Was Elder Kinston planning to share a bed with this woman for several months? If others heard this, it would certainly cause an uproar, and this woman might even be viewed as a weakness of Elder Kinston.
After all, before this, not to mention a few months, those women couldn’t even dream of stepping into Elder Kinston’s bedroom.
"A f... few months? You want to sleep with me for a few months?" Mabel Quinn felt her voice had totally gone out of tune.
"Why, do you think a few months aren’t enough? How many years will it take to get used to it?" he asked in return.