I was just about to open the door and go out when I heard a knock on it.
Yve was wearing a white shirt, vaguely revealing his sculpted body.
I swallowed my saliva and thought of last night. "Mr. Kelsey, thank you for taking me in for one night."
He looked a little upset, reluctant to speak for a long while.
He handed me a glass of honey water and looked down at me, asking, "Have you forgotten what happened last night?"
I saw some disgusting stains on his suit coat on the sofa.
My eyes widened as I recalled everything.
I vomited neither on the ground nor my hands but on Yve's coat.
"Yve, how much did this coat cost?"
I had never seen any logos of luxury brands on Yve's clothes, but I was still aware of how expensive his clothes were.
Yve shook his head and replied, "It's not expensive. This custom suit only cost about a million dollars."
I let out an embarrassed laugh and made a quick mental calculation of the money in my bank account. Even if I used up all my money, it would still not be enough to pay for his coat.
