บท 148: Chapter 139: Night Talk

"Who's calling you so late?"

In the brightly lit bedroom, Taylor, wearing a nightgown and golden curls, was leaning against the headboard holding a music magazine. She didn't look up as she asked when he came in.

"The boss!"

"Ivanka Trump?"

Taylor lifted her head, her blue eyes flickering.

"Yes, she heard about the Grammy issue and called to criticize me."

Link lifted the blanket and lay beside Taylor, ready to look at the magazine with her.

As Taylor flipped through the magazine, she nonchalantly said, "Ivanka's figure is really sexy, such big breasts, such a big butt, what's it like to sleep with her?"

Link was taken aback, "How would I know? I've never slept with her."

"Really?"

Taylor stared at his face, her lips curling into a skeptical expression.

Link gently smiled and rubbed her shoulder, "Of course it's true. She's my business partner, not my lover. Why would I sleep with her? I have no reason to lie to you about this."