"Wow, your hand is so smooth. How old are you?" The man touched the back of Janet's hand and shamelessly sniffed his fingers.
"Are you going to leave or not?" Janet began to panic as she couldn't drive him away.
She wanted to close the door, but the man had already squeezed himself into the house. Janet was all alone, so she couldn't handle him.
Seeing that Janet was anxious, the man lowered his voice. "I know. I know. Don't worry. I've met many of your peers. There're quite a lot of working girls in the neighborhood." He smiled as if he had understood her concern. "And the building in front of this one is full of girls who are mistresses of wealthy men. Quote your price. Let's have a nice chat in your house!"
"Are you insane? I'm married! When my husband comes back, he will definitely beat the hell out of you for harassing me." Janet's eyes turned red; she was seething with rage.
She was unfortunate to encounter such a situation when Ethan wasn't around.
Her breathing faltered. Janet's thoughts flitted to the driver Fiona had hired before. He had also looked at her with lustful eyes as if she were a cheap product he could buy with money.
"What's with that look on your face? Do you feel ashamed?" An obscene smile emerged on his face as he stared at Janet. The man liked Janet's pristine, innocent look. His desire to sleep with her spiked up in an instant. She was different from all the slutty women he had met before.
Unable to control himself anymore, the man pounced on her.
"Get out!" Janet picked up a high-heeled shoe from the cabinet and flung it at him.
The man covered his face and shouted. "Damn it!
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