As she curled her lips in a smile, it disarmed every onlooker, breathtaking in its beauty, capable of making any man's blood pulse with desire!
Upon seeing Liam Yancey walk in, Freya Locke offered up a gracious smile, and pulled her skirt up slightly with slender fingers to expose even more of her beautiful legs.
She tilted her shoulders, letting the strap of her sleepwear slip, revealing her round, snow-white shoulders and collarbones that were a sight to behold.
Almost half-naked, no man who saw her would be able to restrain himself.
However, Liam Yancey didn't even bat an eyelid. His handsome face was stern. He sat down on the sofa, turned his whole body towards her, and stated coldly in a deep voice, "Leave."
Freya Locke seemed to expect this. She smirked, her red lips bewitching, "Why? Are you going to abandon me now that the play is over?"
