Chapter 1468

Before Maeve could even finish saying "male masseurs", she caught the shift in Zion's gaze. In an instant, Liam's face flashed through her mind. "Liam Larson!" … At the same time, Liam sprang up from the couch with a violent sneeze. Matteo, who had just walked in carrying a cup of ginger tea, noticed Liam's dark expression and said, "Mr. Larson, would you like to see a doctor? You seem to have a fever." "Do I need a doctor just for a fever?" Liam muttered. He leaned back into the couch, clearly irritated. "Just leave the tea and go. I'm going to sleep." "Yes, Mr. Larson." Matteo set the ginger tea on the table. Just then, Liam's phone rang. With an annoyed sigh, Liam answered, "Hello?" "Liam, did you do it on purpose?" "Why? Not enjoying it? This is our company's hottest service." Liam drawled. He slumped further into the couch. "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up. Don't bother me." And with that, he hung up. He tossed the phone aside, but it rang again almost immed