Tiffany stared at Mathew for a long time, thinking that this naughty boy must have been pretending to be gentle. She didn't believe that he could have changed so much.
"Let's find a place by the river to have coffee and talk about your business abroad."
Mathew nodded. "Okay, Tina, I'll listen to you."
"Then come with me." Tiffany waved the car key in her hand and strode to her garage.
Mathew, who was left behind, looked at her back in a trance. He hadn't followed her for many years. When he was a child, he was quite a jerk, and many children didn't like him.
Only Tiffany was willing to play with him.
She didn't care about his figure, nor did she care whether others liked him or not. She said it was fine as long as she liked him.
Then he had a friend and happy memories.
She was a go
