Archer frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense. What cripple? Watch your tongue!"
At this time, Lydia grabbed Archer's hand and said, "Brother Archer, sister's foot... It's all my fault..."
Hearing that, Archer was stunned. Her sister?
His eyes trembled. He looked at the woman in the dress again and found that her height and temperament were really similar to...
He walked to the side of the woman in disbelief. Myra's almond shaped eyes turned slightly, and the two looked at each other.
Archer took a deep breath and said, "Myra..."
He looked her up and down again. Myra's makeup was delicate and elegant, and ther
can you buy a dress from me as a way to apologize? Do you think you can apologize so casually?"
"Then what do you want? Don't push your luck!" Julie cut in.
"All right, Julie. Don't make things worse!" Archer yelled at her.
Startled, Julie drew back her neck and didn't dare to say anything.
Archer then said to Myra, "Okay, let's put aside apology and talk about the dress first."
Myra looked up at him and said, "How about we talk about apology first. If I'm satisfied with your apology. Then I'll consider if I should give you the clothes."
Archer tightened his lips and said, "Well, tell me your conditions."