Chapter 148 Jack of All Trades

The next morning, Ziana woke up early. She went to knock on Boris's door and informed him that they were leaving to find Ms. Damara in half an hour. "So, Mr. Lewis, you better hurry up and get ready, and don't dawdle," she said. But when she returned half an hour later, Boris was still in his bathrobe, looking like he had just taken a shower. His muscular upper body was sexy and perfect, with water droplets sliding down his muscles, and his hair was still wet. Perhaps because of impatience, his gaze was a bit scattered when he looked up, and the stray hair hanging down from his forehead made his eyes look even more dim. What a fresh and handsome man! But Ziana didn't even bat an eyelash. Not only that, she even felt like blowing up. She looked him up and down, and said bluntly, "Don't tell me, you just started to clean up." "Mm," Boris said flatly, "I overslept."