Chapter 585: A Woman’s Ambition


    Timothy cast a nce at the bathroom and answered calmly. “Do you want to speak to Rylee? She’s


    bathing. After she finishes, I’ll ask her to call you back.”


    “What on earth happened? Why is Rylee in your house? What’s going on?” Manfred roared anxiously.


    “Well,” Timothy said calmly, “Manfred, are you using me?”


    Manfred exhaled. “I’m not using you, Timothy. I’m anxious.”


    “Why are you so anxious? Rylee is supposed to be the safest in my ce, isn’t she? No one else is as


    powerful as I am to take care of her.” Timothy’s eyes were full of hostility.


    “Rylee is still young, Timothy. She should stay home today.”


    “Rylee isn’t a kid any longer, Manfred. She’s a grownup already. She has the right to make her own


    decisions, doesn’t she? Manfred, you care about Rylee so much. Has it exceeded the normal boundary


    already?”


    Manfred was taken aback for a long time. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Timothy, that’s what I want to


    speak to you. Why do you care so much about Rylee with such an identity and social status? Your care


    for her also has exceeded the normal boundary.”


    Timothy raised his eyebrows. “No one can doubt the things I want to do. No one can stop me from


    doing it. I believe you should know it well.”


    Manfred panted in excitement. “Only Rylee is the exception.”


    Timothy directly hung up the phone. He was lost in thought while peeping out of the window.


    He wondered if Manfred wanted topete with him.


    Suddenly, someone patted on his bedroom door crazily. Then the door was open. Armand captured


    Keh, trying to take him away. But thetter crazily scratched on the door. Seeing them, Timothy felt


    a migraine and rubbed between his brows.


    “What’s going on?” he asked unhappily.


    “Boss! Boss! Why do you want to kick us away? Please don’t!” Keh howled.


    Armand roared, “Shame on you! Look what mess you’ve made in the living room. It’s like a film set for


    porn. How nasty!”


    Keh sniffed. “Boss, you’ve kept Amy staying here. Please let me stay as well. Please. I won’t do it


    again. I’ll behave myself.”


    Timothy sneered. “Amy? She should be in your car trunk now.”


    “What?” Keh gaped.


    Timothy said in disdain, “I can find that kind of woman easily on the street. Do you think I’m so low as


    you are? You only have three seconds to vanish from my sight. Or...”


    His threatening tone and angry gaze made Keh shiver in fear.


    Keh raised his hand and said quickly, “Good night, Boss. I can go in less than three seconds. Bye!”


    Bang! The door was closed. Everything went back to silence.


    As soon as Keh and hispanions left, the strict cleaning was started on the first floor.


    Disinfecting, disassembling, washing, and recing...


    The butler ordered the servants to start cleaning orderly.


    After Rylee finished taking a bath, she went nuts.


    Her clothes were taken away by Timothy. She wondered what she should wear now.


    “What is he doing? If he wants me to put on his shirt like those scenes in the romance novel, he should


    have given me the shirt, shouldn’t he? What should I do now? Will I go out naked to look for his shirt?


    Ah-- I’m going nuts!” she growled.


    Rylee secretly opened the bathroom door for a crack and peeped out. In embarrassment, she yelled,


    “Anyone here?”


    Timothy immediately answered, “Am I a ghost?”


    Rylee almost screamed. She couldn’t believe that Timothy was still in the room. Then she couldn’t


    sneak out naked to look for his shirt as nned.


    “Have you done, Little Thing?”


    Timothy walked over. When he was still several meters away from the bathroom, he heard Rylee


    shouting, “Stop! Don’te over!”


    Timothy paused. “Oh? Why? Are there any mines?”


    Rylee pouted. After a long while, she stammered, “Uh... Hmm... I don’t have pajamas.”


    Before Timothy answered, she widened her eyes immediately and added, “Let me tell you. Don’t give


    me your shirt as the pajama. Or, it’ll be too annoying. Besides, stop calling me Little Thing!”


    “All right, Big Thing?”


    “What? Big thing? I’m no thing!”


    “Oh, I see. Then what are you?”


    Timothy really enjoyed teasing her.


    Rylee became so frustrated.


    She inwardly cursed her for making fun of herself. It seemed she wasn’t so brilliant as when she was


    little.


    When she was with Joseph, she was always at the upper hand. When she was with Timothy, however,


    she was the one who was made fun of. She felt so irritated.


    Timothy picked up a few clothes and walked to the bathroom door. Rylee immediately said in fear, “You


    can’te in. Stop!”


    “I won’t go in even if you invite me. You are not a supermodel. There’s nothing on you that attracts me.


    If I entered, my eyes would be abused. Here you go, your pajamas.”


    Timothy pressed the clothes in through the door crack.


    Rylee took them over and yelled in anger, “What? How dare you look down on me? I’m not a


    supermodel, but I’m not so bad as you said. Turns out you are only interested in supermodels, huh?


    Men are all visual animals. Bah!”


    She held the clothes up, only to find a set of pink casual clothes for girls.


    The upper had a round cor with cuteces.


    Rylee pouted. Having thought for a while, she put her head out of the door and roared, “Timothy


    Wheeler! How dare you! You gave me your mistress’s pajamas. How dirty! I refuse to wear them!”


    Timothy was smoking, almost getting choked by her words. “My mistress? I have none!”


    “Why do you have women’s clothes?”


    “Are you brainless? We bought it together tonight, didn’t we? You didn’t pay attention earlier. I also


    bought you some lingerie. Try them on to see if they fit you.”


    In the end, Timothy curled up his lips into a nasty smile.


    Rylee felt her hair stand on end when seeing Timothy’s evil smile. In a hurry, she took a look at the


    clothes in her hands. Sure enough, she found the lingerie.


    She wanted to ck out.


    Timothy had even bought her the bras.


    Rylee checked the cup, Size C. Sure enough, Mr. Wheeler was a yboy. He even guessed her cup


    size correctly.


    “You pervert! How did you know my size? Disgusting!”


    Rylee put her hand on her bosom in anger and shyness.


    After she put on the clothes, she gracefully walked out of the bathroom.


    “Don’t smoke! I don’t want to be killed by second-hand smoke. Hurry and put it out,” Rylee yelled


    unhappily.


    Timothy muttered in anger, “How noisy!”


    Then he obediently put out the cigarette in the ashtray.


    Rylee sat on the mattress. Then she recalled something and screamed.


    “What’s wrong? Is there a needle under your butt?” Timothy was startled.


    “I forgot to go home! I’ve told Manfred I’d go home tonight, but I forgot. How silly I am! I shouldn’t have


    bathed here. I must go home!”


    Rylee found her phone and hurriedly called Manfred.


    After listening to the beeps for a while, Rylee looked disappointed and said sadly, “What should I do?


    He has turned his phone off. I’ve lost my credit. He must be quite angry with me. No! I must go home


    now!”


    Timothy said tly, “My drivers have knocked off.”


    “Oh? What do you mean?”


    “I said my drivers have knocked off. No one can send you home. You’d better think twice. It will take


    you almost the whole night if you want to walk from the east to the west of the city.”


    “What? No driver is on duty now?”


    Timothy grinned. “Of course not. They are humans with families. Why can’t they go home? I’m their


    boss, and I must treat them kindly.”


    Rylee frowned.


    She studied Timothy’s expression when he was speaking. Why did he look a bit sly?


    “Could you... please drive me home?”


    Rylee looked at Timothy with her pitiful and watery eyes. Thetter’s heart shook and softened. He


    nearly said yes.


    “Unfortunately, no.”


    “Why not? You are not injured, are you? Why can’t you ride me home?”


    “Because I’m exhausted.”


    Rylee looked frustrated. “Fine... Should I make do with it here tonight?”


    Timothy almost fainted.


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    Make do with it? Make do with it in his vi? He would never let her just MAKE DO WITH IT.


    “You can choose to stay in any bedroom you like, including mine.”


    “Okay. I’ll choose this bedroom,” said Rylee.


    Timothy smiled. “Why are you gritting your teeth?”


    Rylee cast him a nce in anger. “I’ll upy your room. You need to sleep in another room. You’d


    better suffer from insomnia because of changing the bedroom. I wish you will be like the princess


    sleeping on the pea.”


    Timothy smirked in amusement. He said in a doting tone, “How vicious you are! Why don’t you join our


    gang? I’ll let you be a boss. You do have potential with your viciousness.”


    Rylee curled her lips. “Phew! I’m not willing to. You know what? I’m quite ambitious. At least, I should


    be a pirate!”


    “Why a pirate?”


    “How can you not know? Let me tell you. As a pirate, I can rob money and handsome guys. Then I can


    change my lovers every night.”


    Before she finished her words, Timothy knocked on her forehead. “Dream on! As long as I’m still alive,


    your dream won’te true at all. Go to bed. Now!”


    Pouting, Rylee climbed up the giant cozy bed and muttered, “Why? My ambition won’t do any harm to


    you, will it?” Timothy was way too nosy. He was just her debtor, but he wanted to mind all her


    businesses.