CHAPTER 92

"There..."

Eleanor blushed and pointed to the room, her voice as soft as a mosquito. Andrew looked in the direction Eleanor was pointing and couldn't help but laugh.

Her bedroom was made up of two beds put together, the bed was very large, enough for three or four people to lie on, and Eleanor was pointing to the other half of the bed.

Andrew threw the blanket on the other side and

climbed onto the bed. He could vaguely see Eleanor's shyness, and he nervously asked, "From now on, can I only sleep here?"

"Of course," Eleanor held onto the blanket, equally nervous. There was an awkward atmosphere in the room. Eleanor couldn't stand the atmosphere

and changed the subject, "By the way, Andrew,

where did you get the money to buy this villa?"

"I said I saved up for it, do you believe me?" Andrew said.

Eleanor shook her head like a rattling drum. How could he save up for a mansion worth billions?

"Some time ago, when Mr. Alice and his family were out, they almost got into a car accident wh
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