Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Still, Andrew had no reason to question Chantelle over something like that, so he could only keep it to himself.

On the other hand, Chantelle had never looked him in the eye. Her posture remained straight and composed.

Andrew could not stand the weird tension in the room anymore, so he stood up and said, "Well then, Ms. Garcia, once you're done cleaning up, you should get some rest. I'm going to bed now."

Chantelle stood up with him and laughed lightly. "Alright, Mr. Lloyd, good night!"

Andrew headed upstairs, turned off the lights, and lay down. Since Chantelle was staying overnight at Serenity Villa, he could not have the three girls join him tonight.

Otherwise, if things got noisy, Chantelle would inevitably hear everything, which would be rather awkward.

Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen were thinking the same thing. Soon after everything was cleaned up, they each returned to their respective rooms and obediently went to sleep.

Andrew had already fallen asleep, but his phone received a message. He smiled, figuring it must be from Lauren, Francesca, or Aspen.

The three ladies clearly could not handle being left alone either.

However, when he squinted and opened his phone to check, it was not from any of his three beloved ladies.

[Mr. Lloyd, are you asleep yet?]

The message was simple, just those few words. However, it was the sender's name that made Andrew look several times just to confirm he was seeing it right.

It was from Chantelle, the ice queen.

something?] Andrew replied and put his

I could trouble you for a moment. The window in my room won't close, and cold

[The window won't close? Hold on, I'll come take

much! But Mr. Lloyd, please keep it quiet. I don't want to disturb Ms. Rhodes and

immediately headed to Chantelle's room. He

with just a gentle push. He carefully walked inside, where it was

on the lights so I can help you

and the room

on the lights, but Chantelle still did not respond,

the bed, her nightgown pulled up, revealing soft curves and bare

red, though whether from alcohol

at Andrew with shy, coy eyes. "Mr.

speechless. He looked toward the window, which was closed perfectly fine. In other words, there was absolutely no problem

this supposedly aloof woman was trying to do.

"I don't even know why I'm acting so crazy like this! Anyway, Mr. Lloyd, it's up to

"I can give it to you, but you didn't need to come to my place for this, did you? Don't tell me you're like Aspen, enjoying the thrill and excitement of

face turned red

we were treasure hunting in that remote wilderness, you took

shook his head and replied in a serious tone, "Ms. Garcia, I don't even understand the relationship between us myself! The main issue is that I'm not clear on your

genuinely sincere with Fran, Lauren, and Aspen; they're

just a

"But what if

stunned. "You're

I want you to sleep with me. I