Chapter 1795

Elsie felt like dry wood that had already caught fire, and now Clinton had poured gasoline all over it. The flames instantly roared sky-high. The raging fire consumed her body and soul, burning her to pieces. She completely melted into the passionate kiss. Everything around her seemed to disappear. As hurried footsteps echoed upstairs, Clinton quickly pulled away from Elsie and sat back down on the couch. Elsie opened her mouth, gasping, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She still seemed lost in the feeling of their souls intertwining just moments ago. When she heard the footsteps, she hurried to pour Clinton some tea to cover up her nervousness. Presley came downstairs carrying a storage box. He saw Elsie pouring tea. On the living room floor, the 18 opened suitcases were still neatly lined up. The stacks of bills he had already inspected were still lying scattered over the boxes, just like they had been before he went upstairs. The only difference was that there were