Archie Lockwood's handsome face was cold and grim as he looked at Shirley Lockwood, feeling a headache coming on.
'He didn't need to guess or even ask what this little rascal was thinking. He knew exactly what she meant...'
Fearing Archie Lockwood would refuse, Eleanor Bishop quickly chimed in with a smile. "Okay, then! I'll sleep with Rory tonight."
At her words, Archie Lockwood shot an angry glare at Eleanor Bishop.
'Does she really want to avoid sleeping with me that badly?'
Under Archie Lockwood's glare, Eleanor Bishop blushed guiltily and asked, flustered, "I want to sleep with Rory. You wouldn't disagree, would you?"
Archie Lockwood desperately wanted to say no. 'But can I?'
'If I say no, there's no telling how that little rascal Rory will try to sabotage me or what she'll say behind my back.'
Just then, Howard Rhodes rushed in.
"Boss, Mayor Bishop is here personally to pick her up."
