“Sir, it’s your turn…”
Yvonne froze, her heart skipping a beat suddenly. She was startled to see tears welling up in Drew’s sorrowful eyes.
“You did it. It’s great that you won…”
Drew squinted, then picked up his cup and gently clinked it against hers. “I hope you will win every time.”
As he finished speaking, he emptied his cup. The liquid ran down from the corner of his mouth, tracing the contour of his masculine jawline.
Yvonne’s eyes turned red. Her cold, emotionless heart was suddenly moved.
She’s never been spoken to like this before. She was always being pushed, controlled, and ordered around by others. No one had ever said to her, “I hope you will win. I hope your future isn’t just darkness and that you can still find light…”
In an instant, her mind went blank. Her hands instinctively reached up to Drew’s broad shoulders, and her soft lips pressed against his moist lips, gently kissing him.
Drew took a deep breath, his long lashes drooping.
His large hand clasped the back of her head, softly stroking as he silently removed her silver hairpin.
…
The people waiting to clean up the mess were still waiting for Yvonne. She didn’t show up as dawn approached, so they had no choice but to go in and look for her.
They looked everywhere, even in the restroom, but Yvonne was nowhere to be found. It was like she had vanished into thin air! Even her phone was switched off!
Half an hour later, Taylor arrived at the scene, panting. He kicked his subordinate and said, “You let a person that big slip away? What are you even here for? Even a dog tied up here would have been more useful than you!”
The subordinate trembled in fear. “I’m sorry! I wanted to follow her in, but Ms. Smith insisted on dealing with that man herself, so I had to stay outside. I really didn’t know what was happening inside!”
“Ms. Smith is an important person to Mr. Iverson. If anything happens to her, you’ll be the first one to be fed to the dogs!”
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