Cherish Turner widened her beautiful eyes when she heard that it was such an improper place:
"What are you taking me to Prosperous Court for? I'm not going. I want to go home!"
William Griffith just smiled and glanced at her, driving straight to Prosperous Court.
Cherish felt bewitched by his glance. Why did William look at her like that every time, as if... so full of tender affection, so enchanting, making her unable to resist sinking into them.
When the car reached Prosperous Court, a valet was already waiting respectfully. William threw his car keys into the air with a beautiful arc and casually tossed them to the young man.
"Let's go."
Cherish was still replaying that cool scene in her head when the good-looking and outstanding man stepped up to her.
"Oh..." She hurriedly moved a step back, afraid that he might see her panic and turmoil if he was too close.