Chapter 791: 116: I Don’t Take Anything
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Seeing Angelo like this, Patrick looked quite awkward. But he still held Angelo's shoulder and said, "You know, Angeline is now an actress. As her brother, I feel proud of her."
Hearing that, Angelo felt a headache. She wiped Patrick's arms and seriously said, "She's my sister!"
Seeing Angelo like this, Patrick was annoyed. But when he thought of Angeline, he gave an ingratiating expression, "Right. Your sister is my sister. How about you give me her number?"
"I don't have her number."
Patrick looked awkward when he heard Angelo, but he didn't want to give up, "Come on, brother. Here, eat a strawberry."
While Angelo was about to take over the strawberry from Patrick, Drake frowned. Then he stepped up and took the strawberry away when his hand touched Angelo's.
Sensing the coldness from Drake's hand, Angelo's face blushed at once. She looked away to cover her embarrassment. Drake ate strawberries calmly, but his ear blushed.
"Drake, I give it to Angelo. I can get some for you… if you want to eat."
Patrick wanted to accuse Drake but lowered his voice when he saw his cold gaze. Finally, he forced a smile and picked up a strawberry for Drake.
However, Drake just ignored him and said, "Go back to your room."
Patrick didn't dare to disobey Drake. "All right," he answered reluctantly. While getting up, he handed the strawberry to Angelo and made a pleading sign.
"Give me her number. Come on!"
Of course, Drake heard him and glimpsed him coldly. Seeing that, Patrick hurried upstairs.
Seeing that, Angelo couldn't help smiling. Casually, she was about to stuff the strawberry into her mouth when Drake suddenly took it away.
Somehow, he didn't want Angelo to eat anything from other men, even his brothers.
Finally, he stuffed the strawberry into his mouth, then he sat opposite Angelo calmly and picked up a piece of newspaper to read.
"You like strawberries, Drake?" Angelo asked gently after all these. Carefully, she picked up all the strawberries from the fruit plate in front of her and put them in front of Drake.
Looking at the strawberries, Drake frowned and raised to look at Angelo, who gave an ingratiating smile.
Seeing that, Drake picked up a strawberry and started to eat, and then he turned to the newspaper.
Seeing the strawberries disappear gradually, Angelo smiled and kept the habit of Drake inside.
When Drake finished the last strawberry, Angelo stood up.
"Where are you going?" he asked, squinting.
Angelo stopped to answer him, "I want to get some strawberries from the kitchen for you."
Drake's face darkened at her words, he wanted to say something but stopped when he saw Angelo's blushed face. Then he just lowered to read the newspaper.
Looking at his serious face, Angelo's heart raced. Somehow, she felt Drake was very handsome at this moment.
In the kitchen, she took some strawberries from the refrigerator and started to wash them. Hale saw that and asked, "Can you eat all of them, Mr. Angelo?"
"Drake eats with me."
With that, she put the strawberries into two plates and took them out. Looking at her back, Hale was confused, "Drake didn't like strawberries when he was young."
Then he followed Angelo out. Carefully, Angelo put one plate in front of Drake and stared at him.
When Drake finished reading the newspaper, he had eaten up all the strawberries. Seeing that, Hale was shocked. Did he misremember Drake's preference? He questioned himself inside.
At this point, Angelo pushed the plate of strawberry in front of her to Drake. On her face, there was still the ingratiating smile.
Drake, however, didn't seem to be happy about that. He put down the newspaper and turned to his study.
Angelo sensed the change of Drake and couldn't help but tremble a bit. Looking at his back, she was confused. But when she thought of the file, she had an idea.
Since Drake loved strawberries, she thought, this plate of strawberries could earn some time for her. So, she called Hale here and said, "Can you deliver this plate of strawberry to Drake's study, Hale?"
"Yes, Mr. Angelo," answered Hale. Then he picked up the plate and went to Drake's study. To avoid being suspected, Angelo stayed for a while before following up.
As she remembered, the important files were usually in Drake's bedroom. So she now wanted to go to Drake's bedroom to look for the file.
When he arrived at the door of Drake's bedroom, he heard the familiar cold voice, "I don't like strawberries."
It was indeed a shock to Angelo. She couldn't help thinking of Daisy's joking words, "Drake must love you, Angelo."
Then her face blushed. Did Drake eat the strawberries because of loving her? She wondered. The more she thought about it, the hotter her face became.
"I'm sorry, sir," apologized Hale, which reminded her of her purpose here.
Carefully, she opened the door and sneaked into the room. In the spot Drake usually kept files, she started to flip through.
"That's weird! Why did Drake put a wine bottle here? And without a cap?"
Angelo saw a wine bottle without a cap, feeling curious. But she knew her purpose here was to find the file.
"Not this."
"Not this."
***
One after another, Angelo flipped through the files but hadn't found the one she wanted. Now, she was kind of agitated.
Just then, Drake came with a pile of files. When he saw the opened door, he was confused.
Through the crack, he saw Angelo rummaging around. He thought of something and squinted.
"What are you doing?"
The question stopped Angelo's actions. "I'm screwed," she thought.
As the steps approached, she was panicked but suddenly saw the red wine there. She rolled her eyes, an idea occurred to her.
"Oh, I found you!"
She picked up the bottle and turned. When she saw Drake there, she gave a look of confusion and then hid the bottle behind, liking being caught stealing things.
"I… I don't take… anything, Drake," she said in a broken voice.
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Seeing Angelo like this, Patrick looked quite awkward. But he still held Angelo's shoulder and said, "You know, Angeline is now an actress. As her brother, I feel proud of her."
Hearing that, Angelo felt a headache. She wiped Patrick's arms and seriously said, "She's my sister!"
Seeing Angelo like this, Patrick was annoyed. But when he thought of Angeline, he gave an ingratiating expression, "Right. Your sister is my sister. How about you give me her number?"
"I don't have her number."
Patrick looked awkward when he heard Angelo, but he didn't want to give up, "Come on, brother. Here, eat a strawberry."
While Angelo was about to take over the strawberry from Patrick, Drake frowned. Then he stepped up and took the strawberry away when his hand touched Angelo's.
Sensing the coldness from Drake's hand, Angelo's face blushed at once. She looked away to cover her embarrassment. Drake ate strawberries calmly, but his ear blushed.
"Drake, I give it to Angelo. I can get some for you… if you want to eat."
Patrick wanted to accuse Drake but lowered his voice when he saw his cold gaze. Finally, he forced a smile and picked up a strawberry for Drake.
However, Drake just ignored him and said, "Go back to your room."
Patrick didn't dare to disobey Drake. "All right," he answered reluctantly. While getting up, he handed the strawberry to Angelo and made a pleading sign.
"Give me her number. Come on!"
Of course, Drake heard him and glimpsed him coldly. Seeing that, Patrick hurried upstairs.
Seeing that, Angelo couldn't help smiling. Casually, she was about to stuff the strawberry into her mouth when Drake suddenly took it away.
Somehow, he didn't want Angelo to eat anything from other men, even his brothers.
Finally, he stuffed the strawberry into his mouth, then he sat opposite Angelo calmly and picked up a piece of newspaper to read.
"You like strawberries, Drake?" Angelo asked gently after all these. Carefully, she picked up all the strawberries from the fruit plate in front of her and put them in front of Drake.
Looking at the strawberries, Drake frowned and raised to look at Angelo, who gave an ingratiating smile.
Seeing that, Drake picked up a strawberry and started to eat, and then he turned to the newspaper.
Seeing the strawberries disappear gradually, Angelo smiled and kept the habit of Drake inside.
When Drake finished the last strawberry, Angelo stood up.
"Where are you going?" he asked, squinting.
Angelo stopped to answer him, "I want to get some strawberries from the kitchen for you."
Drake's face darkened at her words, he wanted to say something but stopped when he saw Angelo's blushed face. Then he just lowered to read the newspaper.
Looking at his serious face, Angelo's heart raced. Somehow, she felt Drake was very handsome at this moment.
In the kitchen, she took some strawberries from the refrigerator and started to wash them. Hale saw that and asked, "Can you eat all of them, Mr. Angelo?"
"Drake eats with me."
With that, she put the strawberries into two plates and took them out. Looking at her back, Hale was confused, "Drake didn't like strawberries when he was young."
Then he followed Angelo out. Carefully, Angelo put one plate in front of Drake and stared at him.
When Drake finished reading the newspaper, he had eaten up all the strawberries. Seeing that, Hale was shocked. Did he misremember Drake's preference? He questioned himself inside.
At this point, Angelo pushed the plate of strawberry in front of her to Drake. On her face, there was still the ingratiating smile.
Drake, however, didn't seem to be happy about that. He put down the newspaper and turned to his study.
Angelo sensed the change of Drake and couldn't help but tremble a bit. Looking at his back, she was confused. But when she thought of the file, she had an idea.
Since Drake loved strawberries, she thought, this plate of strawberries could earn some time for her. So, she called Hale here and said, "Can you deliver this plate of strawberry to Drake's study, Hale?"
"Yes, Mr. Angelo," answered Hale. Then he picked up the plate and went to Drake's study. To avoid being suspected, Angelo stayed for a while before following up.
As she remembered, the important files were usually in Drake's bedroom. So she now wanted to go to Drake's bedroom to look for the file.
When he arrived at the door of Drake's bedroom, he heard the familiar cold voice, "I don't like strawberries."
It was indeed a shock to Angelo. She couldn't help thinking of Daisy's joking words, "Drake must love you, Angelo."
Then her face blushed. Did Drake eat the strawberries because of loving her? She wondered. The more she thought about it, the hotter her face became.
"I'm sorry, sir," apologized Hale, which reminded her of her purpose here.
Carefully, she opened the door and sneaked into the room. In the spot Drake usually kept files, she started to flip through.
"That's weird! Why did Drake put a wine bottle here? And without a cap?"
Angelo saw a wine bottle without a cap, feeling curious. But she knew her purpose here was to find the file.
"Not this."
"Not this."
***
One after another, Angelo flipped through the files but hadn't found the one she wanted. Now, she was kind of agitated.
Just then, Drake came with a pile of files. When he saw the opened door, he was confused.
Through the crack, he saw Angelo rummaging around. He thought of something and squinted.
"What are you doing?"
The question stopped Angelo's actions. "I'm screwed," she thought.
As the steps approached, she was panicked but suddenly saw the red wine there. She rolled her eyes, an idea occurred to her.
"Oh, I found you!"
She picked up the bottle and turned. When she saw Drake there, she gave a look of confusion and then hid the bottle behind, liking being caught stealing things.
"I… I don't take… anything, Drake," she said in a broken voice.
Seeing Angelo like this, Patrick looked quite awkward. But he still held Angelo's shoulder and said, "You know, Angeline is now an actress. As her brother, I feel proud of her." Hearing that, Angelo felt a headache. She wiped Patrick's arms and seriously said, "She's my sister!" Seeing Angelo like this, Patrick was annoyed. But when he thought of Angeline, he gave an ingratiating expression, "Right. Your sister is my sister. How about you give me her number?" "I don't have her number." Patrick looked awkward when he heard Angelo, but he didn't want to give up, "Come on, brother. Here, eat a strawberry." While Angelo was about to take over the strawberry from Patrick, Drake frowned. Then he stepped up and took the strawberry away when his hand touched Angelo's. Sensing the coldness from Drake's hand, Angelo's face blushed at once. She looked away to cover her embarrassment. Drake ate strawberries calmly, but his ear blushed. "Drake, I give it to Angelo. I can get some for you if you want to eat." Patrick wanted to accuse Drake but lowered his voice when he saw his cold gaze. Finally, he forced a smile and picked up a strawberry for Drake. However, Drake just ignored him and said, "Go back to your room." Patrick didn't dare to disobey Drake. "All right," he answered reluctantly. While getting up, he handed the strawberry to Angelo and made a pleading sign. "Give me her number. Come on!" Of course, Drake heard him and glimpsed him coldly. Seeing that, Patrick hurried upstairs. Seeing that, Angelo couldn't help smiling. Casually, she was about to stuff the strawberry into her mouth when Drake suddenly took it away. Somehow, he didn't want Angelo to eat anything from other men, even his brothers. Finally, he stuffed the strawberry into his mouth, then he sat opposite Angelo calmly and picked up a piece of newspaper to read. "You like strawberries, Drake?" Angelo asked gently after all these. Carefully, she picked up all the strawberries from the fruit plate in front of her and put them in front of Drake. Looking at the strawberries, Drake frowned and raised to look at Angelo, who gave an ingratiating smile. Seeing that, Drake picked up a strawberry and started to eat, and then he turned to the newspaper. Seeing the strawberries disappear gradually, Angelo smiled and kept the habit of Drake inside. When Drake finished the last strawberry, Angelo stood up. "Where are you going?" he asked, squinting. Angelo stopped to answer him, "I want to get some strawberries from the kitchen for you." Drake's face darkened at her words, he wanted to say something but stopped when he saw Angelo's blushed face. Then he just lowered to read the newspaper. Looking at his serious face, Angelo's heart raced. Somehow, she felt Drake was very handsome at this moment. In the kitchen, she took some strawberries from the refrigerator and started to wash them. Hale saw that and asked, "Can you eat all of them, Mr. Angelo?" "Drake eats with me." With that, she put the strawberries into two plates and took them out. Looking at her back, Hale was confused, "Drake didn't like strawberries when he was young." Then he followed Angelo out. Carefully, Angelo put one plate in front of Drake and stared at him. When Drake finished reading the newspaper, he had eaten up all the strawberries. Seeing that, Hale was shocked. Did he misremember Drake's preference? He questioned himself inside. At this point, Angelo pushed the plate of strawberry in front of her to Drake. On her face, there was still the ingratiating smile. Drake, however, didn't seem to be happy about that. He put down the newspaper and turned to his study. Angelo sensed the change of Drake and couldn't help but tremble a bit. Looking at his back, she was confused. But when she thought of the file, she had an idea. Since Drake loved strawberries, she thought, this plate of strawberries could earn some time for her. So, she called Hale here and said, "Can you deliver this plate of strawberry to Drake's study, Hale?" "Yes, Mr. Angelo," answered Hale. Then he picked up the plate and went to Drake's study. To avoid being suspected, Angelo stayed for a while before following up. As she remembered, the important files were usually in Drake's bedroom. So she now wanted to go to Drake's bedroom to look for the file. When he arrived at the door of Drake's bedroom, he heard the familiar cold voice, "I don't like strawberries." It was indeed a shock to Angelo. She couldn't help thinking of Daisy's joking words, "Drake must love you, Angelo." Then her face blushed. Did Drake eat the strawberries because of loving her? She wondered. The more she thought about it, the hotter her face became. "I'm sorry, sir," apologized Hale, which reminded her of her purpose here. Carefully, she opened the door and sneaked into the room. In the spot Drake usually kept files, she started to flip through. "That's weird! Why did Drake put a wine bottle here? And without a cap?" Angelo saw a wine bottle without a cap, feeling curious. But she knew her purpose here was to find the file. "Not this." "Not this." *** One after another, Angelo flipped through the files but hadn't found the one she wanted. Now, she was kind of agitated. Just then, Drake came with a pile of files. When he saw the opened door, he was confused. Through the crack, he saw Angelo rummaging around. He thought of something and squinted. "What are you doing?" The question stopped Angelo's actions. "I'm screwed," she thought. As the steps approached, she was panicked but suddenly saw the red wine there. She rolled her eyes, an idea occurred to her. "Oh, I found you!" She picked up the bottle and turned. When she saw Drake there, she gave a look of confusion and then hid the bottle behind, liking being caught stealing things. "I I don't take anything, Drake," she said in a broken voice.
