Chapter 43

“Are you trying to get a house for your grandfather?” George asked again. Suzy did not respond. The two were too close, and she could not seem to breathe. At this moment, she seemed to have met the demonic side of George Laine. George lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. It was merely a light peck before he said in a hoarse and low voice, “I’m a businessman. I never do businesses that don't make profits. Won’t you say that I’m at a loss for exchanging a house for one single night?” The man seemed to be tender yet calm. The combination of two contradictory temperaments made it hard to decipher the expression on his face. Yet upon closer inspection, the depths of his eyes were filled with indifference and coldness. Suzy did not eat dinner last night, and after such strenuous exercise, she was lacking in amino acids. Her body was unable to pump enough supply for her brain to function normally, so everything was a chaotic mess. She could not understand what he meant and asked