Scarlett Glenn's lips curled up in a smile, her eyes brimming with playfulness as she coolly replied, "You want an opportunity? Sure."
The next moment, Ethan Herd's hand swiftly snuck under the hem of Scarlett Glenn's clothes, touching her waist.
Just as Ethan was about to speak, Scarlett placed a finger on his lips. Smilingly and seductively, she rasped, "I'll give you ten minutes. Make it quick, and don't delay my filming."
Ethan, initially excited, immediately darkened in response. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Ten minutes? You might as well give me one second."
Scarlett Glenn traced the outline of Ethan's lips with her finger. "After all, you haven't tried it in three years. Now you're getting older, so who knows... Maybe you've become a one-second man? I'm giving you ten minutes; that's already quite long. But, of course, it's up to you if you want to take it."
Ethan watched her with cold, dangerous eyes. "Playing me."
