Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 173

In the photo, Leanne was resting on the edge of the pool, her head cradled in her arms, her fair, rosy cheeks flushed with warmth, her long lashes damp, and lips a tender shade of pink. Droplets of water glistened in her damp hair.

The photo captured only from her chest up, nothing inappropriate revealed, yet the flushed face and hint of soft skin against the shimmering water would make any guy’s heart skip a beat.

Innocence and allure captured perfectly in one frame.

“Please, don’t sell it,” Selina pleaded earnestly. “I’m terrified my brother would fall head over heels and never recover.”

chuckled slyly, her mind ticking over with cunning calculations, “I’ll hold onto it until he’s made it big. I’ve got a goldmine of beautiful shots in my phone, I’m set for life leeching off the Turner fortune!”

did our family ever do to you?”

“Didn’t you tell me what’s mine is yours? So what’s the issue with me

your calling as a capitalist

you could sell it to me,” said a voice from behind them,

unison to see the

was back in his crisp suit, draped in a dark grey overcoat, the epitome of elegance. and privilege,

give credit where due, the man had the looks sharp, refined features