Without any hesitation, she clicked on the video, and after a two-second buffer, the image appeared. The main feature hadn't started yet, but she got up and poured herself a glass of water.
The drinks this evening were a bit too much.
How could she resist? Joel Russo brought such delicious liquor.
And on the way home, she had already felt it—the aftereffects seemed to be quite strong!
As she drank water and approached her computer, a woman's suppressed voice began to emerge, interspersed with a few low gasps from a man.
Isabella Harrison frowned in confusion. Because of the angle, the computer screen was reflecting light; she bent down and sat on the chair.
However, as soon as her gaze touched the image on the computer screen, she spat out the water that had just reached her mouth.
A man and a woman were on screen, obviously engaged in some unspeakable activities.
"Pfft..."
The water she spat out blurred her vision on the computer screen.
Her precious laptop!
