A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 297

Cordy had no idea how long had passed, or how much progress John made—or if he was done with applying the ointment.She had basically lost all patience when she suddenly felt the touch of his cool lips on her waist, away from the bruise.

She wheeled on him right then, stumbling backwards and shoving herself against the mirror, bristling as she snapped at John, "What do you think you're doing? You said you weren't interested!"

"Can't help it."

"Did you forget you're married?"

Cordy exploded —could he be even a worse scumbag at this point? Nonetheless, John replied loudly and clearly, "No.I'm not married yet."

"Even if you aren't, you're engaged.The wedding’s but a matter of time," she retorted.

"Or maybe you think you can mess around all you like before your wedding, even when you have a fiancee? Are contractual agreements the only thing capable of making you restrain yourself?"

John was actually left stumped by her rant.

In the end, he was simply bewitched and failed to stop himself from kissing her.He could never resist her body, and he had overestimated himself.

Cordy said, unceremoniously telling him to

that ointment

"Goodnight—"

face; he was left staring at it for

away, but each time he saw Cordy, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from

that

never expect what was to

came before plans could

round of Starstream Group's invitation to tender, the executives were voting to confirm three partners when

were dressed in

stated solemnly, We're prosecutors of

Monty Jefferson.Here

premonition as she looked at Monty, but

people in charge of major enterprises, everyone was left staring

been an anonymous tip that you were bribing Henry Lane, deputy commissioner of the tax bureau, with a sum of over a million dollars, with the intent of interfering with the tax bureau's reviews, siphoning 7 million

another prosecutor produced