Chapter 239

As the car slowly drove into the building of the Presidential mansion and stopped right in front of the gate of the main building, Nicklaus got out of the car and walked around the back to the other side. Just as Samantha opened the door and was about to get up, Nicklaus quickly bent over and picked her up.

"Don't keep carrying me, I can walk on my own" Although Samantha did not struggle when he picked her up, deep down, she really didn't want to be carried.

After all, the numerous guards and servants around could see them being lovey dovey, she was very shy.

Unexpectedly, a certain man gave her a deep look and said, "I like to carry you. Does anyone have a problem with that?"

Samantha looked at him, speechless.

She believed that in the entirety of Breaton, no one was as confident and domineering as Nicklaus.

Since he insisted on carrying her, then, she would let him.

This feeling of being held in his arms wasn't bad. It's not that she didn't like it, but because it felt too good and