"Perhaps," Nathan Moore had already gotten up and turned to look through the cabinet under the washstand while speaking.
Olivia Zane had not lived in the villa for a long time, besides, it was always Spring who took care of her, and Nathan Moore was really not clear about these trivial things.
Kneeling on the tiled floor, Nathan Moore searched through the cabinet for a while, lifted a white bottle, and turned around, "Is this it?"
Olivia Zane...
A feeling beyond words surged in her heart. If she remembered correctly, that should be... what she used when she lived in the villa, and it should be expired now.
Not sure whether he was really too busy or simply didn't care, even such obvious things hadn't crossed his mind.
Suppressing the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, she watched Nathan Moore lift up the shower gel, and Olivia Zane feigned a blaming tone.
"Nathan, how long has this antique been here? It must be expired. What is Spring doing!"
