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.

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

her movements more awkward. Her soft inner thighs brushed against Pierre’s

up,” Gemma stammered in panic, attempting to cover herself

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Pierre’s coarse hair against her delicate skin

by the waist. “Sheila is coming,” he whispered urgently, his voice a strained murmur. “I’ll hold you up. Get inside

on his head to

her tone exasperated. “Oh dear, I’m already busy cooking… Are you still out there playing with

walked over to a flowerpot and feigned

peeked outside. Seeing only Pierre in the garden, she paused. “Where’s Miss

averted his eyes. “I

Gemma was hiding and searched the garden, finding no trace

composure, replied more convincingly, “It’s just been me

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