Both of them had different thoughts about each other. Their eyes met, and there seemed to be sparks in the air.
"This, isn't this…" The woman beside Max clearly recognized who Shannon was, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.
Shannon glanced at the woman. She was wearing a tight miniskirt with a body-hugging top and a faintly discernible chiffon jacket. Even her swimsuit was more conservative than this woman's outfit.
Why was Max with such a person? This person was even worse than Janice.
"Shannon, why did you come out? Are you feeling unwell? You didn't even drink today. Come on, let's have a drink." Tasha immediately came out to look for Shannon when she saw that she had disappeared.
When Max heard Tasha say that she didn't drink, the displeasure in his heart instantly disappeared. It seemed like she was still obedient.
