"You helped me to take a leave of absence?" Nicole looked at him.
Clayton laughed. "Don’t worry. I used your phone to send a text to Grant saying that you're taking the day off and that you’re leaving the company’s affairs to him." 1
Nicole breathed a sigh of relief. Only then was she at ease.
She took her phone and saw that the text was sent at 6: 00 am.
[Grant, I’m not going to work today. You go!]
Surprisingly, Clayton even used an exclamation point.
He could imitate Nicole’s rogue behavior perfectly.
The mimicry was amazing.
Grant helplessly replied. [Fine.]
No wonder Grant did not notice anything unusual.
With one less exclamation point, Grant might have called her to confirm.
Clayton was really something! 1
Nicole looked at him. Clayton smiled meaningfully. His gaze was so loving and gentle.
She put down her phone and asked a tricky question.
"How do you know the password to my phone?”
Although Nicole had never avoided Clayton before, he would consciously look away every time.
He had an extremely good sense of proportion.
Clayton looked at her red lips that were glimmering. H e thought about her lusciousness last night and could not help but feel a little restless.
However, Clayton restrained himself. He knew that if h e had not lost control last night, she would not have overslept this morning.
He frowned with some guilt and leaned in to give her a soft kiss while he answered her question.
"Weren't you the one who told me?"
Nicole was in a trance from his light and warm kiss. Her mind was getting more muddled.
'I told him? When?’ Nicole thought.
She then recalled that there seemed to be a voice in her ear asking her what her phone's password was in the morning.
However, she was too sleepy and thought she was dreaming.
Still, she said it.
Clayton smiled and fed her the plate of pancakes slowly and patiently.
After breakfast, Nicole’s face was red.
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