He tossed the towel aside, pulled out a cigarette from the box, and placed it between his lips.
Because he had just come out of the bath, his lips had taken on a bit of a glazed hue,
making them look even more enticing than the rest of him.
Chloe Stephens stood up.
Len Hawthorne raised his eyelids and looked at Chloe, "Jimmy Turner said that Little Chloe was seen in Western Europe with another man?"
Even his voice carried a bewitching tone.
"Mhm."
"Do you know what punishment is due when a member of the Stephens Family leaves Sheffield City?"
"I don't."
"Little Chloe, you're just spoiled by your big brother's favor, acting so pampered because of it."
"..."
A slight twitch appeared at the corners of Chloe's mouth.
His choice of words was quite ambiguous.
"If it were someone else, they would've spanked you already."
His large hand reached out, grabbing her arm.
Pulling her over.
He rubbed her head with his hand, the strength of his grip reflecting his current mood,
