Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 106

"Wash it again. I don't want my car with the smell of others." With a cold expression, Sage spat the words out of disdain and walked in the direction of the elevator.

Morgan naturally knew that Sage was referring to him. His sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together as he said, "Mr. Maxwell, please don't insult others."

"She doesn't have the right to let anyone ride in my car. Next time, please be more tactful, Mr. Ashton. No, there won't be a next time."

After Sage said what he wanted to say in a domineering manner, he walked into the elevator and left behind Morgan, who had an ugly expression, and Moira, who had an extremely awkward expression.

Morgan clenched his fist. Moira noticed that, and she knew that Morgan also had a strong sense of pride. She immediately went up to comfort him, "Morgan, don't be angry. Where are you going?"

"Can I borrow your car?" Morgan asked her.

This time, Moira was in a difficult position. Morgan wanted to borrow her car?

"I'll return it to you before five." Morgan said to her.

Moira bit her lips and gave the car keys to him. "Alright, you go and drive it!"

Morgan took Moira's car keys and walked towards her car while Moira returned to the corridor. Just as she walked in, she saw a tall and slender figure leaning against the wall.

Sage didn't enter the elevator, but was waiting for her instead. From his gloomy expression, it was clear that he had found out that Morgan had just borrowed her car.

Moira also felt that his words just now were too insulting, and she didn't want to speak up right away.

"Why don't you wash my car?" Sage asked angrily.

"Yes, I did." Moira pressed the elevator and raised her head to look at the numbers as she answered Sage.

"I said, washing it again." Sage's tall body closed to her.

"If you don't like it, go wash it yourself. I don't mind the smell of you in my car!" Moira turned her head to look at him.

"You..."

"Oh! How much did it cost to repair the car? I'll transfer the bill to you now." Moira turned her head and asked.

"You..." Sage's head was smoking from the cold.

"Two hundred thousand should be enough!" Moira asked.

"One million." The man said coldly.

Moira was shocked. "You... You're blackmailing me!"

"What if I'm blackmailing?"

Moira reached out her hand for it. "Give me the bill for the repair fee."

"If you want it, I'll give it to you tomorrow." In any case, it was his workshop. What kind of documents couldn't he issue?

Moira also believed that he would be able to get her one, but at this moment, she still felt that he was too detestable.

"I'm only paying you two hundred thousand, no more." Moira bit her lips.