Suddenly, three days later.
Luther Mansion, the backyard.
"Camilla," Tiffany looked around.
"Your husband, he's definitely not coming back at this moment, right?"
Camilla: ....
"Fany," She helplessly curled her lips, the dimples on her cheeks were faint, highlighting her exquisite beauty.
"Your words, if others don't know the context, they might think we are having an illicit affair here."
"Doesn't your husband look at me just like that?"
Tiffany slightly tugged at the corners of her mouth, continuing to throw fish food into the pond.
"Strong control, possessiveness, jealousy, these are characteristics that all CEOs must have, this is my experience from years of writing."
She looked at her friend, cutely batting her eyelashes.
"I didn't expect that it's also applicable in real life.
The saying 'novels come from life' is indeed true."
Staunchly possessive, highly controlling, with a strong bent towards jealousy.
