Grace shrugged her shoulders and said, "You should try hard to be with Sherman."
She honked her horn and walked away. Kingsley stood upright and looked at the apartment building in front of him.
Compared to other places, the apartment building looked gorgeous, but it wasn't gorgeous enough to attract him. However, the woman he wanted to see the most was in this building.
Therefore, he thought that this building was more charming than the most wonderful night view in Lanechett.
It was very cold in winter. Standing outside for half an hour, people could feel cold. He stood for one more hour before returning to the car.
There was a paper bag on the passenger seat. Kingsley took off his black leather gloves. His hands were slightly red from the cold. He picked up the bag and walked out.
There was a security guard at the door. Kingsley walked over, gave him a pack of cigarettes and the paper bag, and then asked him to send the paper bag t o Sherman.
The security guard was a little hesitant. Those who lived here were rich people. What if there was something wrong with the paper bag?
He was thirty-four years old and very mature. He smiled lightly. His words were convincing.
Eventually, the security guard nodded, picked up the paper bag and went upstairs.
Sherman was taking a shower. Hearing the knock on the door, she casually found a bathrobe to wrap around her and opened the door.
The security guard said, "A man asked me to give it to you."
She thought it was Kingsley, so she didn't reach out to take it. She was just about to close the door when the security guard shoved the paper bag directly into her hand, turned around, and ran into the elevator quickly.
Since she was wearing a bathrobe, she had to take it and close the door of her room.
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