Jerome paid no attention to the short-haired woman’s screaming and instead kept his burning gaze fixed on Cheyenne’s face.

Her fair face flushed with anger, adding two cherry-red blushes to her cheeks that made her look even more delicious.

Then, the beautiful woman smiled sweetly and reached into her bag to pull out a stack of bills, which she stuffed into Jerome’s hand.

Her slender fingers caressed his shoulder slowly and seductively as she spoke in a low voice. “How about I pay you $100,000 for one night? Your looks are much better than those gigolos I’ve seen before.”

Jerome was annoyed by the comparison and furrowed his eyebrows. “They can’t compare to me!”

“Is that so?” She raised an eyebrow.

“I can cum seven times a night. Want to try it? It won’t cost you anything.” Suddenly he grabbed her hand and planted a kiss on the back of it as Cheyenne looked on in shock.

“Smack!” The loud slap made everyone break out in cold sweat, especially the short-haired woman who stared at Cheyenne with wide eyes. “You…you dare!”

Jerome’s face bore clear finger marks. This was the first time that he had ever been beaten.

Lifting her head, the man pressed his lips together and couldn’t help but chuckle, “Baby, your palms are so soft. Slapping me on the face feels strangely sweet.”

Damn, could this guy be into BDSM?

Cheyenne gazed at him like he was a pervert. “You’re nuts. No more talking.”

“Hmm?” Jerome watched as Cheyenne ran back to her car and drove away.

He smiled. “Tom, write down that license plate number and find out who that woman is.”

“Mr. Witt, are you looking for revenge?” Tom asked cautiously, already imagining the woman’s misery.

you think? Don’t

in his life, a woman had dared to slap him across the face. Jerome found himself quite drawn to her fiery spirit. Of course, he

this,’

to buy a cake for her grandfather. It wasn’t until she was almost at his house

woman selling cotton candy on the side of the road and suddenly had

“Sure thing.”

turn into fluffy clouds through a small hole in a metal container while the woman

became a big white ball, which was then

up from school when she was in elementary

years since she last saw her grandfather and forgot what

only brought endless bitterness to her

order is ready,” said

dollars from her bag and put it in the box where the woman collected money. Then she

this roadside stall wasn’t easy; they had to wake up early and work late just to earn a few bucks. Plus, city management was strict too – they had to hide here and there just so that they could make some money each

to help out however little it may

candy in hand under tree shadows.

breath, “Isn’t that

saw the figure slowly approaching, licking a cotton candy

a moment, he

she be here? Did she intentionally inquire about his whereabouts

the thought of this, Kelvin’s face turned

dared to continue haunting him, he

other, Cheyenne seemed not to have seen him at

gaze remained calm and steady on the road ahead without

she walked away gradually into the

Huh?

Ignoring him completely?

This is exactly what Kelvin wanted – Cheyenne finally stopped clinging onto

Foley…hello, can you hear

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