Chapter 131 Ill intentions

Faye's lips curled up slightly. There was a hint of a smile in her cold eyes. She said softly, "Mr. Felton, I must say you hide things quite well."

No wonder he complimented her when she wore that dress and even recommended her to become a model ...

Felton's face fell. He nervously stood up from his wheelchair, "I ... What did you hear, Ms. Brown?"

Faye stepped forward to help him sit back down. "You shouldn't stand up."

Her gentle and caring attitude only made Felton even more anxious.

He gulped and asked, "Did you hear everything?"

He tried to recall if he had actually said anything of importance. As far as he could remember, he hadn't mentioned anything explicitly.

However, Faye had always been sharp, and she might have deduced something from his words.

Anxious, he bit his lips like a guilty kid.

Faye frowned slightly. "I didn't hear anything, but I had a hunch about something."

Obviously, she had seen through him. She simply chose not to reveal her thoughts.

Felton bli