Chapter 1168

Sherry took a deep breath as her eyes stared at him suspiciously. “What do you want me to do?” He took a deep breath. Then, as though he could not think of anything better for her to do, he seemed to pluck a suggestion out of thin air. “Be my servant. Serve me tea and whatnot. Oh, and prepare my bath for me.” “Do you have a death wish?” A servant that served him tea and prepared his bath?! John narrowed his eyes with a wider grin. “Not enough? Then you can wash my feet as well.” Sherry choked as her anger began to boil. Before she could vent it, he said, “Sherry, you have two options here: you can either put on an apron and be my servant, or take off your clothes and be my lover.” The smile on his face slowly faded as he spoke, leaving only a look of grim indifference on his face. Sherry shrank back in fear but she quickly recovered her composure. She forced a smile on her face and said, “Master Stockton, would you like some tea, or a bath, or would you like me to wash