Chapter 167 Sylvester – There Are No Miracle Workers in This World

Steam wafted through the bathroom, enshrouding the capacious circular tub filled to the brim with hot water. Lela lay back against the edge, her gaze slightly intoxicated and her fair skin alluring in the mist. Her hands cradled Sylvester's head, now nestled against her chest, her delicate fingers weaving through the softness of his hair.

Sylvester, encircling Lela's slender waist with his arms, sensed his rationality waning as he stirred up tumultuous waves on the otherwise tranquil surface of the bathwater. "Sylvester."

He broke the kiss, his voice husky, "Yes, Darling."

"Sylvester, I am Miss Phoenix, and thus far, I haven't encountered a miracle worker who could assist you."

She didn't want to keep secrets from him any longer; she felt the need for honesty.

At her words, a shiver went through Sylvester. With his actions retaining their fervor, he gradually lifted his head, even though his hands didn't cease their movements. Lela was the hacker, Miss Phoenix? The one who never took his requests despite his orders?

she was

stirred within her, assured him, "But don't worry, as long as you're with me, nothing bad will happen to you." Watching the exquisite face nestled in his hold, Sylvester's deep-set eyes

he smirked as if a weight had

workers in this

gaze dropped, concealing currents of

carefree living, and joy for Lela. That, to him, was sufficient. After a while, he

just short of

Lela had

be time to prepare for

gently laid her on the bed and kissed her forehead. He then

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