Chapter 102

Burgess walked downstairs step by step and came to Oprah. He found that her face was still stained with tears, her hands tightly clenched into fists, and she was sleeping against the sofa on guard.

The air conditioner in the room was on, and it was freezing. He reached out and covered Oprah with a blanket.

Just as he was about to call someone to bring breakfast, the outside door opened.

Zoey walked in with breakfast in high heels.

"Burgess, I'm bringing you breakfast. I was willful before. I want to apologize..." Before she could finish her sentence, her eyes fell on Oprah, sleeping on the sofa.

Zoey froze in disbelief.

Why was Oprah sleeping here?

Could it be that they had been together all night?

Burgess looked at her sleepily and couldn't help but wonder, "How did you get in?"

Zoey couldn't have come in so quietly without going through security at the door unless her fingerprint password or face recognition had been added.

Zoey squeezed the breakfast bag in her hand and turned a li