Thinking about this, Audrey Jenkins lifted her eyes, and a trace of cunning flashed in her pupils.
The best way to stop all this is to deepen the misunderstanding!
At this time, Belinda Howard should have arrived, right?
Audrey Jenkins's line of sight instinctively glanced toward the Private Room Door, then she placed the Cell Phone aside and raised her hand to undo the buttons on her chest, letting that alluring temptation faintly appear.
At this moment, Fenton Stuart was already so drunk that he was oblivious, his whole body buried in her neckline. With even the slightest movement from her, the posture became indescribably suggestive.
"Anthony?" Feeling the time was just right, and knowing she must create an image for Belinda Howard to stumble upon, so their misunderstanding could remain forever unsolvable!
She attempted to wake Fenton Stuart.
"Anthony?"
Hearing her call, Fenton Stuart faintly furrowed his brow but made no movement.
