But Charles had crossed the line. Yan Luo was furious, and Charles, predictably, wilted.
He knew he’d really pissed her off this time. Dropping the playful act, he scrambled to explain. "My little princess, this wasn't my idea. It was the Boss’s!"
"Him?" Yan Luo's fury wavered for a second, but defiance quickly took its place. "This is my house. You're my assistant. Who do you work for, him or me?
















