Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 93 The Way Mr. Clark Makes a Pet of a Woman

Chapter 93 The Way Mr. Clark Makes a Pet of a Woman

Madelyn flushed when Benjamin was flirting with her.

Madelyn stroked Benjamin's perfect facial features with her fingers and whispered, "You will be late if

you don't leave now."

Benjamin stared at Madelyn.

Actually, Benjamin didn't know what was wrong with him. He was not a youth anymore, but he couldn't

help but like to say something to make Madelyn shy.

In terms of sex, Madelyn was pure and unsophisticated. Benjamin liked to make her be what he liked.

That was a great sense of accomplishment for a man.

Benjamin came out of the bedroom. He was considerate. After breakfast, he asked the maid to go back

early.

The maid didn't agree.

"Mr. Clark, you employ me as a maid. How can I get your salary for nothing without finishing work

today?"

Benjamin slowly drank the black coffee.

He thought for a while and said, "Well, I will ask Paisley to transfer you three months' salary. You can

rest at home for these three months. We will talk about it in three months."

It depended on Benjamin's interest in Madelyn. If it was still like this in three months, then the maid

would have to rest for several months.

Benjamin said calmly, but the maid flushed!

In the early morning, Benjamin made such a loud noise, and the maid vaguely heard a lot. She was

conservative, and she didn't know that men would groan like that when they made love.

The maid didn't dare to think deeper.

She was judicious and very happy. She could go back to her hometown to see her husband and

children for a few months' salary.

The maid packed up and left quickly.

Before leaving, she whispered, "Mr. Clark, treat Ms. Green well. She is a good girl."

Benjamin folded the newspaper in his hand and smiled. "I will."

...

After a night of sex, Madelyn was so tired that she didn't wake up until noon.

After a simple meal, Paisley came over with a team of people. There was a styling designer, a makeup

artist, and employees of several luxury stores. They dragged several large boxes over, and Madelyn

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Paisley was sophisticated and was a good judge of character. Although Benjamin was only living with

Madelyn now, Paisley thought it was obvious that Benjamin liked Madelyn very much. Paisley also

thought that maybe Madelyn would be Benjamin's wife in the future.

Therefore, Paisley was very concerned about Madelyn's affairs.

Paisley ordered the employees to take out all the dresses. There were 30 dresses of all kinds of

seasonal ready-to-wear and haute couture, each in the size of Madelyn.

Paisley smiled and said, "Mr. Clark means that ready-to-wear dresses and haute couture will be

respectively picked out five pieces that you like for future use."

Paisley lowered her voice and continued, "In the future, you will have a lot of opportunities to mingle

with others. These are the most basic, and the jewelry will be provided later."

Madelyn was a woman, and no woman disliked beautiful clothes.

However, when she moved here, she never thought about mingling with others after being with

Benjamin. She thought she only had to satisfy his physical lust.

Paisley gave advice and said, "Mr. Clark is well-connected. Don't waste such resources."

She continued, "Madelyn, don't be stupid as a woman. What you can catch and hold is the most

important."

Although Madelyn didn't understand this, she knew that Paisley was for her good.

Madelyn thanked softly and concentrated on choosing the dresses.

Accidentally seeing the tag prices, Madelyn was secretly surprised. The ready-to-wear clothes cost at

least one thousand dollars, and the most expensive haute couture was more than 300 thousand

dollars. These dresses would basically only be worn once.

Madelyn didn't want to be embarrassed, so she picked a few pieces that were suitable for her without

changing her look. The dresses almost cost more than 500 thousand dollars.

Madelyn thought, "Benjamin is a spendthrift! It burns a hole in his pocket!"