Since detaining Countess Chelsea, your office is much more lavish than before. She was relentless in spoiling you, regardless of your rejection to be her sugar baby.

“Why do people always find me arrogant? I'm only honest about being rich.”

The Countess sulked, resting her head on your desk. Out of sympathy, you caressed her head.

“Oh, aren't you going to tickle my chin too? Who knows, I might purr a little for you.”

She teased, displaying a swooning face and an infatuated expression.