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The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 824

She ordered the sweet oatmeal fruit porridge for herself. It was not only appetizing, but also very nutritious.

While having the porridge, Sherman raised her head and said, "They said that I was kept by you."

Raising his handsome eyebrows slightly, Kingsley put down his spoon. He looked at her intently and laughed lightly, "What did you say?"

Sherman didn't answer him, but turned her head slightly and blinked her eyes, "How much do you think it costs to keep me?"

He still gazed at her and said gently, "Priceless. Why d o you ask this question?"

She couldn't help but blush and her heartbeat accelerated, "Never mind. But I seem to be worth a lot o f money."

"What will you do if someone wants to keep you?" Kingsley asked.

Sherman shook her head directly, "No way. I would never agree."

"So you can't be kept with anything. You make your own decisions about your life. That's why you are priceless..." Kingsley said slowly.

His voice was very gentle. His slowness and gentleness captivated Sherman.

"Just think about it. If I were in a brothel, how much d o you think I would be worth?" She asked seriously.

Sherman felt curious about it and she took it seriously.

Kingsley laughed lightly and said, "I don't know you are so naughty."

She was really not naughty. In fact, she was curious, but he felt she was naughty.

Afterwards, he seemed to remember something. His eyes swept over her, and then a low voice streamed from his throat, "You are beautiful tonight..."

All women would blush under the gaze of his deep and tender eyes.

Sherman took a deep breath...

The way he said sweet words was really different from that of ordinary people. Compared to others' sweet words, Sherman felt more flushed about his.

Ten minutes later, the two of them left the bistro. Then, he sent her back to her apartment.

The restaurant was very close to her apartment. It was a ten-minute journey to her apartment, but Kingsley spent twenty minutes.

Kingsley parked the car under Sherman's apartment. He still did not let go of her hand, which was clutched i n his palm. The moment the car started just now, Kingsley held Sherman's hand and never let go of it along the way.

Sherman put her messy hair behind her ears and said,

"Would you like to go upstairs and have a cup of coffee?"

"Your friend is at your home. I won't go upstairs. But I'm delighted and surprised at your invitation..." He said.

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