Chapter 3 Rogue


    "I..."


    Looking at his handsome face, which had been magnified several times for no reason, Abby Miller was


    shocked and subconsciously wanted to step back.


    The man reacted faster. He quickly leaned over, supported her with one arm, and surrounded her with


    the other arm on her chest. He held her soft hand and said in a teasing tone, "Your only capital now is


    your virginity. Do you want to exchange it for the orphanage?"


    Abby Miller did not expect that the man would suddenly make a move. She was so frightened that she


    screamed on the spot.


    Richard Scott couldn''t help butugh when he saw this. He pulled back his hand coldly and then


    straightened his back. He said mockingly, "Don''t worry, even if you''re really willing, I might not


    necessarily want it. I''m still not thirsty enough to rely on a woman who hasn''t evenpletely matured


    to please me, so..." He turned around to pick up the coat on the ground and said, "You can go now!"


    Then, he left Abby Miller with a cold and decisive back.


    When Abby Miller left the hotel, it was drizzling and slightly cold, which was very much like her mood at


    the moment.


    If she failed to negotiate with Richard Scott, the orphanage would be no turning back. The only thing


    she could do was to say goodbye to the director and her friends in the remaining time!


    Thinking of this, Abby Miller took a deep breath and trotted to the roadside, intending to take a taxi


    back to the orphanage.


    As soon as she walked to the side of the road, a ck Maserati suddenly sped over from the corner


    and braked suddenly.


    The car window rolled down, revealing a cold face from the driver''s seat.


    It was none other than Richard Scott.


    "What''s the matter? Or do you think it''s not enough to humiliate me just now?"


    Abby Miller looked at him with a frown. She recalled what had just happened in the hotel and looked a


    little angry.


    Richard Scott nced at her coldly and ordered, "Get in the car."


    "Why should I get in the car with you? I think Mr. Scott and I have nothing to talk about, right?"


    Abby Miller refused coldly for the little bit of self-esteem she had left.


    When Richard Scott heard this, he immediately raised his brows and said with an evil smile, "Is that


    so? Didn''t you pretend to be strong enough to do anything for the orphanage in the hotel just now? I


    was going to give you a chance, but now it seems that you don''t need it anymore."


    After saying that, Richard Scott was about to close the car window.


    "Wait a minute!"


    At the critical moment, Abby Miller suddenly reached out to stop him and said excitedly, Mr. Scott, do


    you mean that you are willing to reserve the development rights of the orphanage?


    "If you want to know, get in the car. There is the only chance. If you miss this chance, don''t expect that


    there will be a second one."


    "Okay, I''ll go."


    As long as she could protect the orphanage, she could even get on the mountain of swords, let alone


    get on the car.


    Abby Miller quickly got into the car and sat in the passenger seat.


    When the car started, Richard Scott asked, "What''s your name?"


    "Abby Miller."


    "How old are you?" He asked again.


    "Twenty-one."


    Abby Miller answered honestly, thinking why he asked this question for no reason? For checking the


    household register?


    "An adult?"


    Richard Scott seemed to be a little surprised.


    Abby Miller was a little angry, "Nonsense, do I look like a juvenile?"


    "At least, your figure doesn''t match your age."


    Richard Scott curled his lips mockingly.


    "You... rogue!"


    Abby Miller was so angry that she hurriedly reached out her hands to cover her chest, and her cheeks


    turned a little red.


    Richard Scott saw this, he could not help but sneer, "Don''t worry, even if I want to behave like a rogue,


    the target will definitely not be you. I''m not interested in juveniles for the time being."


    "You..."


    "You rogue!"


    Abby Miller was so angry that she couldn''t say a word. She could only stare at him fiercely.


    This was the first time she had seen such a sharp-tongued man in her life.


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    Richard Scott pretended not to see her murderous gaze and asked casually, "I heard from the hotel


    staff that you took care of mest night?"


    "You were drunk and threw up in the middle of the night. I couldn''t let you continue to sleep in dirty


    clothes, so I helped you take it off."


    At this point, Abby Miller hurriedly added, "Don''t worry. I took off your clothes with my eyes closed and


    my eyes kept closed when I wiped my body."


    "So, you made the tea on the table?"


    Richard Scott continued to ask with his voice devoid of any emotion.


    "That sober-up tea has a good effect on the drunk. Last night, you looked very ufortable, so..."


    As Abby Miller spoke, she did not forget to observe his expression carefully, for fear that he would be a


    little unhappy.


    Unexpectedly, Richard Scott took a profound look at her. His gaze was as deep as a pool and no one


    could tell what he was thinking.