Chapter 9 Is he the devil from the Golden family?

The man's hand was so big that it completely wrapped Caroline Fisher's hand in his palm, and suddenly a delicate feeling came from his palm, like warm and delicate white jade. Caroline Fisher froze for a moment, as if the back of her hand had been scalded, she immediately withdrew her hand. The glass of white wine on the table was knocked over because of her actions, and part of it was poured on Jack Golden's lap. The man raised his head, and his eyes fell on her face with a hint of coldness. "Sorry, I'll wipe it off for you." Caroline Fisher was rarely so reckless. She immediately picked up the napkin and wiped it for Jack Golden. After a few wipes, her little hand was tightly grasped by a big palm and pushed her away indifferently. The disgust in Jack Golden's eyes was stronger than when he was in the elevator just now, and his deep voice was also filled with displeasure, "Miss Fisher, please respect yourse