She wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible. Not that she was sleepy!

“Let's return to the interesting topic you brought up earlier. What are you gonna put on that personal ad? I have the right to know about it. Don't you agree?”

Maria wanted to pull out all the hair on her head.

Why was this man so relentless?

Couldn't he just skip it and converse about normal matters?

Maria decided to retreat into silence, not realizing that silence carried a whole Lot of messages.

Despite her silence, Anthony kept texting her.

“Let me have a guess.”

"Handsome male.”

"Around thirty years old."

“Filthy rich."

“Could these attributes possibly be your criteria?"

“What the hell?" Maria screamed with disbelief. "How is this even possible? How can he read my mind?

Is he psychic or something?

Is he able to hack not only into computer systems but also human minds?"

But then, Anthony texted, "You tend to talk in your sleep." His message was accompanied by a Laughing emoji.

Maria was horrified to learn that she revealed secrets in her sleep. She asked, “What else did I happen to say in my sleep? Oh, forget it. I don't wish to know!"

Sure enough. There were always risks of giving away your secrets when you stayed at someone else's!

She began to seriously consider the possibility of moving into Sophie's house across the street. That was a highly recommended move.

“Since you now know that I am Night, you should also know that I am a major investor of Sophie's institute.”

Great!

This meant that Sophie might've been bought off so her house wasn't safe either!

"Mr. Wilson, there's something I'd like to confer with you," Maria texted after a while.

“Since when have you started addressing your boyfriend as Mr. Wilson?" Anthony demanded to know in a stern manner.