My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 532

After Arabella entered the bedroom next door, she found it was big, low-key, and luxurious, like a main

bedroom. It was in cool colors like black, gray, and blue. Such a calm and restrained color tone was

Kenneth's favorite.

So, she suspiciously said, "Ms. Sally, did we enter the wrong room? I think this bedroom belongs to Mr.

Lucero."

Ms. Sally was stunned and quickly laughed, "We did not enter the wrong room. This is the guest room.

Harmony Villa is under Mr. Lucero's name, so the room designs are similar. You know his taste, right?"

Arabella dismissed her doubts and understandingly nodded.

Ms. Sally secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had become better at lying since working for Sharon.

"Ms. Sally, please don't call me Mrs. Lucero any longer. I don't want to be exposed. Please call me

Bella."

"OK, Belly. Go to bed early. Call me if you need anything."

"OK! Good night."

After Ms. Sally left, Arabella walked into the bathroom and showered. She must go to bed and get up

early because she will prepare a nutritious meal for Sharon tomorrow morning. But after the shower, NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

she realized she had no pajamas.

It wasn't very comfortable.

She suddenly saw a white shirt on the hanger when she was about to wrap herself in a bath towel.

Judging from the quality, she guessed it was Kenneth's. He owned the villa, so these things should

belong to him. If she wore it tonight, he wouldn't know, right?

She was sure he wouldn't know. This was her bedroom. She would take it off tomorrow morning and

secretly ask Ms. Sally to clean it. So, she stretched out her delicate white hands to grab the shirt, put it

on, dried her hair, and got into bed. She somehow scented his smell on the silk quilt. She had bumped

into his arms in the bar. And she liked his clean and refreshing manly smell very much. She buried her

little face in the silk quilt and let his smell surround her, only revealing her dark eyes. Then, she closed

her eyes and soon fell asleep.

...

Kenneth sent Liliana back home. On the lawn of the Coffey family's villa, Liliana unbuckled her seat

belt, looked at him, and said, "Ken, would you like to go in to have a cup of coffee? My dad is abroad.

My grandma went to the temple in a mountain. There is no one at home."

Kenneth's handsome face looked charming and noble in the street lamp. When he turned to look at her

with his deep and narrow eyes, her heart skipped a beat. Under his mature gaze, she blushed and

faltered, "Don't get me wrong."

There was no one at home, but she had invited him in. It would easily make him misunderstand.

He replied in a muffled voice, "I will not go in. Hurry up and go home."

The smile on Liliana's red face froze. He had refused her without hesitation, preventing the possibility

between them.

When she stared at him, he lowered his pretty eyes, took out a cigarette, and held it between his thin

lips. He put his right hand on the steering wheel, wearing a luxury watch, and lit the cigarette with the

other. While the scarlet flames jumped, he frowned and puffed on it.

He looked gloomy and casual with a careless attitude. After all, he was an indifferent and untamed

tycoon in the business world.