At this moment, watching Beatrice Hargrave only sit on the sofa with her lips pursed, looking at him, Nicholas Croft felt an indescribable disappointment, even though the two of them looked alike, but she was still not Sophie Foster.
As he walked over, he bent his lips and said gently, "Go take a bath, I've already filled the tub for you."
"Thank you, Uncle," Beatrice Hargrave smiled shyly and stood up under Nicholas Croft's gaze, heading toward the bathroom.
Once the bathroom door was closed, Beatrice Hargrave no longer maintained her shy persona. She leaned her forehead against the tiled wall, closed her eyes, started pounding the wall, and stomped her feet.
This man is really wicked, knowing that she has no immunity to his body, yet he still appears half-naked in front of her. It must be intentional, he's just trying to test her!
