When Amelia Cobb leaned over, Jack Gates sniffed around, then looked up at her from his seat.
She looked down at him with a bad tone. "What's up?"
Jack Gates rubbed his nose with his index finger. "Forget it, it's nothing."
He couldn't possibly remind her to take a shower next time, could he?
He knew without thinking that this shrew would react violently.
But after some consideration, he couldn't bear it anymore.
So he plucked up the courage to ask: "Is there a water outage at the mansion?"
Amelia Cobb frowned at him in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Jack Gates: "Couldn't you have taken a shower afterward?"
BANG!
Amelia pushed his head directly onto the computer desk's keyboard. Her vicious gaze was like a sexually frustrated lion unable to find a mate, wishing she could devour two people to satisfy herself.
Jack Gates: ... I knew it.
"If you want to get beaten up, just say it. There's no need to beat around the bush."
"I ...."