Asher Land furrowed his brow, who's the master here? Who's the servant?
Could it be that she really wants to make him her servant today?
Sophie Smith tossed the furry little thing directly onto his lap.
"Don't you dare throw it away." She smirked triumphantly, "That's an order."
Asher Land, as if not hearing her, swiftly threw it onto the ground again.
"Filthy and smelly." He looked disdainfully at the "poor thing" on the ground, brushing off the mud and grass clinging to his expensive suit.
Sophie wasn't upset at all. To ask such a cleanliness-obsessed man to hold a dirty little animal surely required courage. This man wasn't that compassionate.
She picked up the little thing again and placed it in his hand.
"Sophie, you!" He was almost about to burst with anger.
"I've made up my mind to adopt this puppy."
Fine, he'll endure it!
He must be crazy today, to actually listen to her and let her boss him around!
