Mr. Walton!

Chapter 30 Barefooted!

She had thought that a beggar could never be bankrupt.

When she was pulled into the car by him, she finally understood that William Walton was the beggar.

He pushed her against the back seat, ignoring the existence of the driver.

"If you dare to move, I don't mind performing a porn show with you."

"You …"

"Mike, drive the car home."

"Yes …Yes, Mr. Walton."

Laura yelled, "William Walton, go away!"

The driver was astonished.

He had been in the Walton family for a long time, but Miss Green was the first person who dared to call him by his full name.

William Walton smirked: "William Walton?"

These two words were something that he hadn't heard of for a long time.

"Mike, stop the car."

He quickly stopped the car by the side of the road.

William Walton said: "You are free to go."

"Yes, Mr. Walton."

Mike pushed the door open and hurriedly got off the car.

There were only two people left in the car.

"You … What are you doing? "

He wouldn't do something immoderate to her, would he?

"I'm going to fu*k you."

He lowered his head and began to kiss her on the lips.

Her head was under control, and she was kissed for almost three minutes before she finally struggled out.

She roared: "Let me go, William Walton, you bastard!"

William Walton looked at her, who was below him, and pinched her chin: "Let me hear you scream one more time, and I'll let you go."

"Am I your cat or dog? Why should I obey your order?"

"So, you're not willing to? Then I'll just treat it as you inviting me to go deeper."

"Meow."

A good girl did not suffer losses.

Even though she didn't know what did he want to hear, she decided to do it first.

After she shouted, William Walton looked at her for three seconds before he burst out laughing.

"You … Why are you laughing? You want me to scream, I've already done. Can you get away from me now?"

"I never had a cat. What I told you to do is yelling my name."

She was stunned for a moment before her face turned red.

William Walton was still laughing.

When she saw him laugh like that, she shouted, "William Walton, enough!"

William Walton stopped smiling, and lightly pinched her chin: "Very good, I allow you to call me by my name when there are no outsiders around."

She was dumbfounded again.

Why should she take such a privilege, since it was really useless?

At this time, William Walton had already gotten away from her.

She sat up straight and adjusted the dress that was almost half exposed.

Somehow, she felt as if she had survived from a disaster.

Nick Anderson was true.

This man indeed was a wolf.

He was a wolf that ate people without spitting out their bones.

She would never have anything to do with him after Benjamin passed his exam.

There were still 24 days.

Held on.

William Walton opened the door, then sat in the co—pilot seat.

He looked back at her. "Come on and drive the car. let's go home."

Go Home...

These two words once again inexplicably stabbed at her heart.

She liked the word home, but she didn't have one.

Seeing that she did not move, William Walton spoke again: "What are you still sitting there? If you didn't enjoy enough, I can do it again."

She looked at him with a wronged expression.

"I can't drive."

William Walton seemed to have thought of something and took out his phone to call Mike.

"Come back."

After hanging up, he returned to the back seat.

He took her foot and put it on his lap to check.

She looked at his face and a feeling that she had never experienced before inexplicably slipped through her heart.