"The Hart has taken sixteen victims in City Z this time," Xinyuan announced as they reclined on the sofa on the living room of their classy bungalow. Five days had passed since her showdown with Yuan Fang at Cree's office, and she was optimistic that Yuan Fang would not be the last woman to provoke Cree with their seduction.
It still enraged her whenever she thought of the seductress leaning provocatively over Cree's chair with her hands on his well-built figure, smothering him with her touches. Cree was cold and silent to Yuan Fang, apparently averting her temptation, but how long could a normal man last before he gave in to sin? Besides, Yuan Fang had more considerable assets than what she had, and they were tucked tightly in the skimpy white dress she was wearing. No woman liked another woman touching their men.
