Sorry, I'm the Final Boss Now novel Chapter 191

The man she was married to was practically clueless about anything online.

Marguerite, her composure fully restored, steered the conversation back on track. “Let me reintroduce you. This is George, my landlord.”

Lindsay extended her hand. “Hello, Mr. Spencer. It’s an honor to finally meet you.”

George wasn’t one for handshakes. He simply offered a warm smile. “Hello.”

Lindsay’s hand hung in the air for a second before she awkwardly retracted it, feeling a little unnerved. She’d heard he was warm on the surface but cold underneath, and now she was experiencing it firsthand.

Feeling a bit anxious, she asked, “By the way, Mr. Spencer, Maggie and I haven’t seen each other in ages. Would it be alright if I stayed the night with her?”

George already knew Lindsay had dropped Marguerite off; the bodyguards had kept him informed. He knew how close they were and that they would have a lot to talk about after eleven years.

But he didn’t want anyone disturbing their evenings. There would be plenty of time for them to talk later. Stella had a long day of school and needed her rest.

The refusal was on the tip of his tongue, but then his eyes fell on Marguerite. She stood with her head slightly bowed, revealing the slender, pale nape of her neck.

George’s heart sank, his fingers tightening. He had already been a killjoy once tonight.

He swallowed the refusal. “Of course,” he said. “Marguerite is free to have guests.”

Lindsay breathed a sigh of relief. “We’ll be really quiet, I promise. We won’t disturb your sleep.”

Marguerite was surprised by how readily George agreed. Her mood instantly brightened. She looked up at him and grinned. “You’re a pretty great landlord, you know that?”

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