The Luxury of Discount King novel Chapter 47

After leaving the community, all of the employed bodyguards left, and there were only Conrad, Amara and Coleman in the car. After a while, they eventually arrived home, Jadeite Garden Community.

"My lady, get off the car please."

Conrad, a smile playing on his face, opened the car door for Amara to welcome her arrival.

There was nobody but only Conrad, Amara and Coleman. Amara couldn't help throwing herself into Conrad's arms and began to sob. The grievances in Amara's heart were interwoven with her sensation of appreciation for Conrad's help, which made her choke with sob.

"It's over. Don't cry." Conrad patted her on the back and tried to soothe her.

Under this circumstance, Coleman ran away to his room swiftly, which only Amara and Conrad, holding each other close, were left.

A moment later Amara looked up, founding the shirt of Conrad was wetted by her tears.

"Take your shirt off. I will wash the shirt for you." apologized Amara.

"No, I can put it in the machine or take it to the cleaners." Conrad comforted her with gentleness.

"Please give it to me. I would like to do something for you." Amara gazed with deep feeling at Conrad's eyes.

Amara was very single-minded about repaying Conrad for everything Conrad had done for her. She was completely willing to do everything for Conrad.

In the end, Conrad finally yielded to her demand that she cleared away all the dirty laundry and sent them back after being washed.

Enjoying trim and neat room, Conrad couldn't resist raving about that she was such an outstandingly competent assistant who was good at not only work but also attending to the domestic side of life.

It didn't end here. The doorbell rang when Conrad swiped the phone on his bed after a bath. It was Amara.

Conrad was casually dressed with a piece of underpants and a vest. He didn't bother to put on more clothes, and he took a few quick steps to open the door.

"Sorry to trouble you. Here are you clean laundries."

Amara came to send my clean clothes. The pile of clothes she held were in apple-pie order and the scent of the clothes filled the air. It was an enjoyment to smell it fragrance, let alone put them on.

"Give the clothes to me. It's getting late. It's time to go to bed." said Conrad.

"OK, fine." replied Amara. However, her eyes stared at Conrad's underpants.

For this situation, Conrad got a shock because he thought Amara saw that he had a hard-on. Therefore, Conrad immediately turned his back on Amara and covered his erection.

"Boss, no, you've got it wrong. Your underpants haven't been washed."

Conrad felt that Amara was addicted to do laundry. She threw away no opportunity to wash the clothes of Conrad, even his briefs.

"It's too much trouble to bother you to wash this. I can do by myself." Conrad was embarrassed.

"Well, good night! Conrad."