Chapter 362

Heather's heart was racing as her breathing became rapid. She bit her lip and said nothing.

"Make me happy."

Tyrone's voice was overbearing.

Heather's face turned red as she said, "Stop it. Someone might come in and look for you."

Tyrone continued to seduce her and said, "Make me happy and I'll give you something good. Do you want it?"

Heather was stunned. She looked at his expression, and it didn't look like he was joking. She was getting a little curious. "What do you mean?"

"You'll know once you make me happy," Tyrone said in a mysterious manner.

"You're not going to buy me something expensive again, are you?"

Something like a villa or an antique.

Tyrone said nothing. It was obvious he didn't want to tell her.

Heather wanted to ignore his sudden mischief, but it was also true that he had piqued her interest.

Her lips curled into a sweet smile.

"But this is not a suitable place. Maybe we can do it tonight? Why don't you tell me about it first?" she said.

Tyrone glanced