Chapter 966

Robert didn't look pleased at all. With just one sharp look, Vilma panicked and darted straight into the nanny room. Calling it a "nanny room" felt like an understatement — the place was massive, and Vilma couldn't help but mutter to herself how insane rich people were. Like, who gives a personal maid a room this nice? Money really does talk. Stripping down in one go, she rushed into the bathroom, her face burning bright red. One glance in the mirror and she looked like she was about to cry — not because she was about to lose her innocence, but because... well, seriously, where were her boobs? Totally flat. What if Robert changed his mind after seeing her and just handed her to the cops? That'd be the worst. Not only would she end up in jail, but she'd have been seen naked for nothing. The more she thought about it, the more freaked out she got. Between the steam and the running shower, she sobbed loudly, full-on meltdown mode. Outside the door, Robert's temple throbbed. Yeah, maybe he