The relative at Ivana Bennett's house was always notorious for his lack of punctuality.
Sometimes, he didn't show up for two months, but this time he popped up at such a crucial moment uninvited. What an impeccable timing.
Bending over, Ivana quickly picked up her skirt from the ground to cover herself.
"Um... Count, it's really bad timing… It's not that I don't want to fulfill your needs, it's an objective issue, an objective issue..." Ivana, trying to suppress her amusement, put on an apologetic expression and nervously glanced at Lucas Walker. She cautiously took a step, "So... I should return first."
With that, Ivana stepped forward to leave.
If not now, then when?
In front of her, a hand suddenly blocked her way.
Caught off guard, Ivana ran straight into it.
She glanced to the side at Lucas, who had already turned around and grabbed her hand.
Ivana felt a tightness in her chest, surely he wasn't planning to make a last stand?
