Benson's eyes became unusually deep when he heard that, like a bottomless pool of water.

"Mrs. Barton is coming soon, I'll go first."

Benson got up and walked away. He didn't understand why Lynn refused to accept such a good opportunity. Was she afraid of toil?

Maybe she's just an opportunistic person who didn't want to attempt to make progress.

Lynn originally wanted to ask whether it's him who changed clothes for her last night. But she decided to ask in the future.

After the meal, the snow had stopped. Lynn came out of the hotel door to enjoy the snow.

Suddenly there was a big boisterous at the entrance...