Clayton smiled apologetically and went over to close the door to block Nicole's view.
"I didn't want to give this on Michael’s behalf for fear that it'll scare you, but Michael insisted on giving you a surprise..."
Nicole's face was pale. "It's not a surprise..."
She had to thank her youthfulness and good health for not having a heart attack.
Clayton felt very sorry and went over to hug her gently. He then let go and pulled her wrist to the living room.
"Argus, a glass of warm water, please."
Nicole seemed to be really shocked.
Had he known, he would not have brought her over to see it.
A cylindrical white robot butler about one and a half meters came over and handed the water to Nicole.
"Dear, have some water..."
'Uh... This address...' Nicole raised her head. The white robot pretended to think about it and confirmed once again in a cute voice.
"Yes, you’re Nicole Dearest. Have some water..."
'It knows me?!’ Nicole thought.
On the side, Clayton took the water and glanced at the robot. "Go play elsewhere.”
The robot obediently turned around and left.
Nicole frowned. She felt that there was something wrong with this address.
"This robot...”
'Nicole Dearest?!'
Clayton coughed a little and felt embarrassed. His face was slightly red.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have invited you here before I'm done with the system setup. The robot’s system needs to register friends with special records to make the quickest response. When it identifies information, it may have... Sorry, I guess I’ve said too much..."
Clayton forgot that he could not help but introduce Nicole to the system when he set it up. He used the words, "dearest" and "the woman I like”.
The robot's reaction would not lie, and it gave honest feedback to the person concerned, Nicole.
However, Nicole’s reaction was also expected.
There was no joy or shyness.
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