Chapter 25: Denise Lyson's "Time of the Month"? Drink More Hot Water!

"W-What…?" "I need to… sleep with someone?" Oliver Smut felt his mind explode with a deafening roar. He had been kneeling, but his legs gave out and he collapsed onto the floor. "Senior… are you messing with me?" His brows knitted tight, and the way he looked at Byron Cutmore turned noticeably colder. Byron rolled his eyes, thoroughly unimpressed. "See? I didn't want to say it because I knew you wouldn't believe me. But the moment I do say it, you pull this face." "Even if we ignore...