"Get out." Cole snapped. "Can't you see that we’re busy?”
Carson rushed out while covering his eyes with his hands.
When Cole got dressed and walked out, Carson came forward and asked in disbelief, "You were actually serious about sleeping with her, Young Master?"
Cole licked his sexy lips, looking satiated after having a satisfying meal.
Carson was so irritated that he knocked his head against a tree trunk. "How did this happen? You were always able to crawl yourself out alive even when someone threw you into a sea of women. How did Black Widow subdue you?"
Unwilling to believe that his young master was the one who took the initiative, Carson vented his anger o n Black Widow. "That Black Widow is really something, huh? How dare she use her petty little schemes on our future patriarch?"
Cole chided him, "I did it voluntarily."
Carson was dumbfounded.
Was Young Master so hurt by the last relationship that he did not even care who he chose as a partner now?
"What are you doing here?"
Carson said, "Old Master Yorks sent me. He wants to discuss something urgent with you."
Cole turned around and walked into Black Widow's room, waving his hand at Carson. "Tell him that I’m busy plowing land and planting seeds every day, so ask him not to disturb me during this period of time. What he needs to do right now is just wait for his grandchildren's arrival."
Carson’s jaw dropped.
Young Master Yorks used to be a cold and dignified person who seemed to have no desire for worldly pleasures.
His public persona had collapsed a tad too hard.
Carson left gloomily.
Cole had just entered the room when he was dumbfounded by the scene before his eyes.
With her shoulders still bare, Black Widow had fallen into the arms of a handsome young man. She did not know whether to laugh or cry because a cold blade was currently pressed against her back.
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