Julius Reed had not expected that Itai Huntington, a woman capable of mesmerizing many, would actually enjoy playing?
"I say, why do you like to play?"
He took a good look at her; Itai Huntington should be quite skilled, even though she always tried to appear frail.
But she could not fool Julius Reed's eyes.
"Hehe, junior employee, what's wrong with sister liking to play? Who knows, I might even borrow you one day!"
Itai Huntington gently blew into Julius Reed's ear while her fingers softly traced circles on his chest.
"No! I have a wife already."
Julius Reed gently pushed her away, and the burly men standing beside them couldn't help but frown and clench their fists tightly.
"Then get in the car; we're heading to the shooting range."
Itai Huntington blinked her eyes and sashayed to her Maserati, her posture full of allure.
Julius Reed followed, getting into the car as well.
