Maddox Yardley looked up and saw her exposed chest. His eyes were cold.
Was this woman doing this on purpose?
However, when he saw her innocently holding a perfume bottle before him, he realised that she didn't know what she was doing.
Unintentional?
He suddenly remembered that any woman who married into the Yardley family could not be that innocent. Maddox's eyes became colder. "Are you seducing me?"
Kimberly Shell looked up and did not understand why he said that.
"Huh?"
Maddox's gaze shifted and landed on her chest.
Kimberly followed his gaze and realized that her collar had opened when she leaned forward earlier. With her collar opened, her breasts were exposed.
She immediately covered her chest with her hand and leaned back. Her fair cheeks suddenly turned red and her lips trembled as she tried to explain. However, not a word came out when she opened her mouth.
Maddox's gaze embarrassed her even more.
When she realised that her movements had exposed her, Kimberly wanted to dig a hole and hide her face in it...
She really didn't do it on purpose!
She only wanted to show him that bottle of perfume. After all, he was the one who asked about it...
However, she didn't expect the collar of her dress to be so wide. She never thought that such a slight movement would result in such a situation.
This time, Maddox's impression of her must have worsened.
Her crimson cheeks returned from red to white. Kimberly looked out of the window and clenched the perfume in her hand.
She didn't do it on purpose! She didn't do it on purpose!!!
trying
Through the rearview mirror, Maddox saw that
"Aggrieved?"
there to be aggrieved
I wrongly accuse
to a man, so what else could she
soon as they got out of the car, Kimberly wanted to help him, but Maddox stopped her coldly. "I have something to do. You should go ahead and look for President Before leaving, Maddox looked deeply back at her and said, "Remember, don't bow or lower
After the previous incident, Kimberly certainly knew what he was referring to. She nodded shyly and said, "I
a hint of mockery in his eyes.
her lower lip and clenched her fist. She said angrily, "Rest
Kimberly had no choice but to enter the
who came to the banquet were all prominent figures. She passed by several women and smelled the strong scent of perfume on their bodies. She saw the diamond necklace on their necks and
in a crowd like this, she was soon camouflaged in the sea
before, so she didn't know where to find President Lovis. She found a spot for herself, she sat down and took her mobile phone out to
find him now did not mean that she would never be able to find him. She should learn more about him so that she would have more topics of conversation with him later. Kimberly sat there with her mobile phone and looked at the screen carefully. She didn't pay attention
glanced at the phone and realized that the banquet was
up the cocktail in front of her and took a few sips. Then, she got up and searched for Maddox. After searching for a long time, she still did
Why was he gone for so
was thinking, she suddenly saw a familiar figure. It was President Lovis of Lovis Enterprises. She had just read
Chandler Lovis.
started his
to owning
Enterprises was not as big as Yardley Corporation, it was
After he got what he wanted, he would
wanted to find some common ground, but she realised that
would be appropriate to identify herself as President
the glass in front of her and
him, only to find that he was walking
had no choice but to
the banquet hall. When they arrived in a small garden, Kimberly
he suddenly held the woman in his arms and lowered his head to kiss
Lovis,
About Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) - Chapter 32
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