Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1138 Just the word 'strip' was enough to make Chantelle's face instantly flush a deep red.

She never imagined that one day, she would be forced to strip in front of a man, especially one she had always looked down on and dismissed without a second thought.

She noticed Andrew adjusting a phone on a stand nearby, and a sudden wave of dread washed over her.

What are you doing? Don't tell me you're planning to record this, " she said, her voice sharp with suspicion.

Andrew nodded with satisfaction, checking the perfect angle on his phone.

"Of course.

A beautiful moment like this deserves to be captured.

This way, I can replay it whenever | feel nostalgic." Chantelle's eyes flared with anger and embarrassment.

"You're lucky I'm even letting you look.

Recording it? Forget Andrew shrugged casually.

"I knew you'd say that.

That's why the setup's just for show.

Now...

your performance, if you would." He leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, expression smug.

Chantelle's fingers trembled slightly as she removed her blazer, revealing a crisp white blouse underneath.

Her outfit was typical of a high-level government officialminimalist and clean.

through the buttoned shirt, her tall, toned ---- figure could not be

had already judgedher waist could rival

hesitation, he clicked his

you speed it up? My time's valuable." Without a word, Chantelle gritted her teeth and began unbuttoning her

blinked in

when her chest suddenly seemed to spring forward with a surprising

watching a tightly bound pillow

a custom-made tactical

compresses the chest, " she

given up caring or had entered an emotionally detached

Andrew nodded thoughtfully.

chest

of you, yours is perkier, hers is rounder." Chantelle yanked off her shirt entirely, leaving only her compressed upper body

a cold sneer, she said proudly, "I

we're talking about ---- body comparison,

"You'd be surprised.

looks sweet and innocentmakes you want to hold

body, the only thought that comes to mind is, bending her over and breaking all sense of control." Chantelle

"I know the type.

Angelic face, sinful curves.

around Blumedale are

"Ms.

talking, more

Chantelle

did he? He could at least let her stall for a bit and ease the tension

unzipping

Andrew raised a brow.