Chapter 43 The White family's benefactor

In the Booth family villa. Molly Booth smiled and put a chopstick of food into Archer Bailey's bowl. He paused when he ate, and then ate expressionlessly. She wanted to pinch again, but was stopped by him. "No need, I'm full." "But you only ate a little." "I didn't come here for dinner today." Archer Bailey put down his chopsticks, and said straight to the point: "You are responsible for the news, right?" His tone was not questioning, but affirmative. The smile on Molly Booth's mouth froze, and resentment flashed in her eyes. She also put down her chopsticks and forced a smile: "So Archer, are you here to question me today, for a woman you've only met a few times?" "No, I'm just angry," Archer Bailey said. "Why are you angry? What's wrong?" Molly Booth panicked. Archer Bailey had no expression on his face, "I have nothing with Sara