Chapter 975:

Her soft hands clutched his coarse hair.

Pierre directed, “Once I stand, grab the window ledge.”

Gemma nodded. “Okay.”

Knowing she was ready, Pierre stood up abruptly. Gemma suddenly found herself over two meters off the ground, her heart clenching, her legs weak. She gasped, sitting down suddenly.

The silk dress she had loosely tied opened wide like a blooming flower.

Pierre found himself unexpectedly enveloped by the fabric.

Silence fell.

or strain, she couldn’t focus on that now, struggling to get to her

thighs

stammered in panic, attempting to cover herself with her dress, but her flustered

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from Pierre’s coarse hair against her

lifted her by the waist. “Sheila is coming,” he whispered urgently,

She stepped on his head

her tone exasperated. “Oh dear, I’m already busy cooking…

his tumultuous emotions, walked over to a flowerpot and feigned busyness

Pierre in the garden,

not adept at deception, averted his eyes.

Gemma was hiding and searched the garden, finding no trace of Gemma.

having regained some composure, replied more convincingly, “It’s just

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