Chapter 61
Suddenly, the floor lamp next to the sofa turned on, lighting up the dark living room.
Liam was sitting on the sofa, staring at her with a face darker than his pajamas, and his eyes were wide open.
Celeste sat up awkwardly, her face full of embarrassment.
"Mr. Reed, why didn't you turn on the lights in the living room?"
Liam sneered, "The light would be burn my eyes, just like you."
Getting caught talking behind someone's back was indeed a bit awkward, so Celeste let out a dry laugh and said, "Well, I'll turn off the light, and you can continue to rest?"
She wanted to find a chance to leave, but as soon as she turned around, she heard Liam's voice from behind.
"Make me pasta.’
Celeste's mouth twitched. Does this guy think she's his servant?
She rolled her eyes, put on a fake smile, and said, "I'll go get Martha."
Liam sneered, "Celeste, do you think you can get five million dollars just by lying around at home? Is my money that easy to earn?"
Celeste stopped moving, and she gritted her teeth with hatred for Liam, and said, "I'll make you pasta, whatever kind Mr. Reed wants, I'll make sure you get your money's worth for these five million dollars!"
Liam hummed, "You better."
Turning her back, Celeste started mumbling.
Stingy bastard, acting all high and mighty just because he's too mean to spend money. Eat pasta? Why don't you eat shit!
Complaining aside, Celeste still went back to the kitchen.
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