Chapter 1170: Chapter 1170: All Mine Is Yours
"Suzy" became a huge hit, and the money that Hannah had casually invested had now multiplied several times over.
This was the first time she experienced the joy of money making money.
No wonder some actors, after saving enough money, like to go into business.
After all, there’s nothing happier than earning money while lying down.
Arnold Simmons looked down, removed his glasses from his face, and ruffled the hair on her forehead with his hand, "Did you make a lot?"
The hair that had just been dried became a bit frizzy from Arnold’s tousling, but Hannah didn’t mind. She blew the hair out of her face, her dark, shiny eyes seriously shining, "A lot, so much that I could take care of you."
She stretched out her hand, making an exaggerated gesture.
Actually, it wasn’t that much if she really added it up, but for Hannah, this money meant something different.
"Really?" Arnold took her soft cheek in his hand, his voice tinged with laughter as he deliberately teased her, "I’m quite difficult to take care of. I’m picky with food, require a five-star chef, demand custom-tailored clothes, need a house bought on the spot, and for vacations, I only stay in my own properties..."
As he spoke, he watched for her reaction.
Seeing her face go from sunny to overcast, especially her adorable frowning expression, was just too cute.
He almost couldn’t help but laugh, but in the end, he finished his list of demands with an especially calm voice, "So, have you considered taking care of me?"
She looked at him, somewhat conflicted, her thick lashes fluttering, her brows lightly knit, her voice lowering, "...I’ve thought about it carefully, and being single is better. Earn my own money and spend it on myself. Arnold, maybe you should find another good family to take care of, eh?"
Arnold paused.
Shot himself in the foot.
Hannah said this while starting to count on her fingers, "Based on what you said, the money I’ve earned might not even be enough for one month of your expenses, so... I can’t afford to take care of you."
After she finished speaking, she sighed as if realizing a somewhat sad truth.
"Actually..." Arnold was silent for a moment before he spoke again, "I can do without all those things I mentioned above."
Hannah looked up at him, shaking her head, insisting, "No, how can you lower your standards just for me?"
Arnold hugged her close, "Then I’ll give you all my money, so then you’ll be able to afford me."
Hannah thought about it seriously, looked up at him with a serious face, "But if I take your money, the amount needed to care for just you could keep several young men, so why should I choose you?"
She said the last sentence in an especially soft voice, more to herself than to him.
However... that did seem to make quite some sense.
Arnold cupped her face, looking at the blush that spread lightly over her cheeks, charmingly lovely yet the words she spoke could drive him up the wall.
He wanted to bite her.
But when he actually touched that warm, delicate skin, he couldn’t bear to do it and instead replaced it with a gentle kiss.
She seemed to have him completely under her spell, even the tone of his voice seemed inexplicably muffled, "Are they as good-looking as me?"
Hannah thought she had misheard, covering her kiss-warmed cheeks and pulling away, "Arnold, what did you just say?"
He sighed inwardly, repeating himself, "If you really found someone else, they might not be as good-looking as me."
And they certainly wouldn’t love you like I do.
Hannah finally understood and nodded, "Ah, that’s true, since your face is what I love the most after all."
