"King Louis has made a decision?"

"President, can we go to the study and discuss it?" Louis should have something to say to Bai Mu alone.

But the man didn't seem to see his hint at all: "No, I, young mistress, am in poor health and can't get up the stairs."

When he said this, his face didn't beat, as if it wasn't his young mistress who had just followed him to the attic to play.

Lewis was short of breath, but now he couldn't really tear his face with William Bryan.

"Then please listen to me here with White and young mistress."

"Well, which one do you choose?" William...