Chapter 1690 It Doesn’t Matter, I’m Not Picky

“It’s alright. Let me take the maid’s room,” said Luke. He unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, pulled off his tie, and headed to the maid’s room.

It seemed like he was looking for clothes to change into.

Luca felt helpless when he rejected her offer. She had no choice but to take off the coat. Something came into her mind, and she habitually reached her hand into the coat's pocket to check if anything was in it.

It was a habit of hers. Sometimes, Luke used to put little things in his coat. For example, a lighter or some other things. Hence, she made it a habit to check his pockets before she put them in the washing machine so that the things would not get ruined after soaking in water.

Luke held another clean shirt and walked out of the room. He happened to see what she was doing.

Their eyes met. Luca was afraid that he might misunderstand her, so she explained immediately, “Mr. Crawford, I just wanted to check if there was anything in your pocket. If there was nothing in