Nicole reached out, wanting to do it herself.

Beside her, Clayton quietly walked over. “Let me.”

His face was as gentle as usual.

However, Nicole did not feel the slightest warmth.

She subconsciously dodged, and Molly did not let go either.

“I’ll do it instead. I’m more experienced in drying hair!”

Clayton was speechless.

Ten minutes later.

When Nicole’s hair was dry, Yannick walked in. “Ms. Stanton, please come again anytime…”

Nicole smiled. “My friend has an annual card here. Please l