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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 954

"How's Rosemary doing?"

When he returned to the villa, the maid came to tell him that Robin was waiting for him inside the office.

After explaining to Rosemary, Wilson went to the study.

"I didn't let her know and now it's asleep!"

Nodded, Robin acquiesced to his approach, after all, this kind of thing they know just fine, there is no need for one more person to be on edge.

"Young master, your coffee!"

At that moment, the maid came in with a cup of coffee and placed it in front of Wilson.

"It's okay, go down and rest!"

"Yes, young master!"

With a wave of his hand, Wilson gestures for her to get out.

"I haven't seen you for a while, why have you suddenly established so many enemies?"

Picked up the tea on the table and gently sip, nodded in satisfaction, seems to be very satisfied with the tea.

It seems that this kid is still a little conscience, know to take out his favorite big red robe to him to drink, this tea in the market can be considered priceless, not you have money to eat, it seems that his real nephew or a little means, this time can still get wild big red robe.

"This is just sent over this evening, just not much, only two pieces, later cousin uncle take back to slowly taste!"

As the saying goes, know your enemy and know yourself, and treat your cousin's uncle, Wilson is the same.

Robin picked up the cup of tea, looked at the more expensive than gold tea in the cup, the corners of her lips hooked up a light smile and said, "Wilson, you really haven't changed at all!"

"It's good that cousin uncle likes it!"

"Even if you don't like it, so what? Are you going to let me go?"

A pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes slightly hooked, Wilson hit what idea, he could not be clearer.

"Of course not!"

Wilson shamelessly replied.

Robin listened, his mouth kept making a tsk-tsk sound and laughed, "Since that's the case, don't want it for nothing!"

It's all about contributing, so why would he refuse?

"It doesn't matter, the tea is all sold exclusively to you anyway, as you know, I've never been a tea drinker!"

The words fell, Robin suddenly had a feeling of being pitched, if there is a choice, he really do not want to have such a nephew.

"Well, get down to business!"

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