Almost the moment Emily Parker kicked over, Carlos woke up.
The instant he saw it was Emily, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
Had his reflexes not been quick, a chop with his hand would have already struck her.
"What are you doing on my bed? This is the guest room."
"I slept in the guest room last night."
He glanced at Emily and realized he was still holding her ankle. Emily was wearing Carlos's shirt, and as she lifted her leg, a glimpse of spring was revealed.
Carlos felt even hotter all over.
Knock Knock Knock—
A series of knocks on the door came.
"Young Master."
Early in the morning, Mrs. Carter and Evan Palmer had arrived at the villa.
At this time, the couple and the servants were standing outside the master bedroom on the second floor.
Seeing that the master bedroom was quiet, Evan Palmer sneered,
"Did he not come back again last night?
