Liam Johnson asked directly, making Emma Smith feel embarrassed.
In fact, she had never done anything with Oliver Garcia!
When she was with Oliver Garcia, at most it was just a light kiss, nothing more!
Emma Smith remained silent for a long time.
Liam Johnson didn't press further. He slowly finished smoking a cigarette. Just as the traffic started to move, he parked the car by the roadside.
Before Emma Smith could ask, she heard a subtle sound. He unbuckled her seat belt.
Then, she was lifted onto his lap.
The coat was opened, and she was dressed rather scantily inside. Her clothes were half wet and quickly stained his iron-gray suit pants a darker shade. Just looking at it, it seemed lewd.
Outside, there was a wild storm.
In front of the windshield, the windshield wipers swung rhythmically from side to side... The scene inside the car was sometimes clear and sometimes.
Emma Smith was forced to lie on the man and kiss him.
Liam Johnson was very skilled. In just a few moments, Emma Smith surrendered and gave in. She lay dazedly in the man's arms, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
Occasionally, when she opened her eyes, she saw her wanton appearance on the car window and was secretly shocked.
Was this dissolute woman really herself?
Just as things were about to get out of hand, someone of Liam Johnson's status naturally wouldn't solve it in the car. He pressed against her small mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "There's a high-end bed and breakfast nearby. Spend the night there?"
Emma Smith became a little more.
Although she was kissed until she was dizzy, she still could tell. So far, Liam Johnson only wanted a casual affair with her. She hugged his neck and pleaded softly, "Mr. Johnson, wait a moment..."
Liam Johnson lost interest.
He reached out and took another cigarette, lit it, and took a slow puff before saying, "If you can't handle it, don't play. It's quite boring."
Emma Smith thickened her skin and kissed him again.
Liam Johnson didn't respond. His deep eyes stared at her.
Emma Smith's face turned red. She had never been like this before, but this little teasing was not enough to affect Liam Johnson.
He smoked half of the cigarette and then stubbed it out. His voice returned to coldness: "I'll send you back!"
Emma Smith was too embarrassed to stay on his lap and had to slowly move away.
Things between men and women, adult men and women all understand. Stopping halfway like this was uncomfortable for both.
Liam Johnson stared at her face, his breathing a little hotter.
Emma Smith sat back in the passenger seat. She didn't wear his coat again and gently turned her head to look out of the car window.
She understood that someone like her couldn't affect Liam Johnson at all.
She was somewhat desperate.
For the next time, there was silence in the car, and no one spoke.
Liam Johnson sent her home. The rain stopped. He didn't get out of the car to open the door for her. He just politely nodded at her.
Emma Smith didn't want to give up: "Mr. Johnson, can we add WeChat?"
Liam Johnson refused, but after thinking for a moment, he spoke gently: "You can look for Lawyer Noah Davis. He's also very famous in the industry."
After saying that, he leaned over and picked out a business card from the glove compartment: "Mr. Davis's contact information."
The business card was placed at Emma Smith's fingertips, and their body temperatures briefly warmed each other.
Emma Smith looked up in a daze.
In front of her was Liam Johnson's enlarged handsome face. His appearance was extremely good-looking, and at this moment, his temper had subsided.
Emma Smith's heart fluttered.
But Liam Johnson directly reached past her to open the door for her and said in a calm voice: "Ms. Wen, let's not meet again in the future."
No matter how thick-skinned Emma Smith was, she couldn't stay in the car anymore.
She got out of the car. As soon as the door closed, Liam Johnson immediately drove away.
Emma Smith stood in the dark night, feeling an icy coldness all over her body...