Chapter 293 Don’t Drink It

Cherise was eager to have a taste, but she could not eat the whipped cream from her body.

Me cover, she would not stoop as low as him.

She wanted to cry out in frustration

Meanwhile, Frances nodded in agreement with Damien’s words. “It’s good for a lady to cut back

on some desserts”

Frances put down her poker cards and added, “You can go to your room first. I’ll bring it up later.”

Damien gave a silent acknowledgment. When he got onto the staircase, he suddenly remembered something and turned around. “Please add more whipped cream.”

Frances was stunned by the request.

“Sure.”

Why did Mr. Lenoir, a twenty-six-year-old man, suddenly like whipped cream on cakes?

I guess people really do change when they’re in love…

When Damien got upstairs, Cherise was sprawled on the bed, texting Lucy on her phone.

reorganized what she and Damien had discussed before typing it

Frances entered the room with the cake before Cherise could finish drafting the message.

“Mrs. Lenoir.”

the whipped cream cake on the bedside drawer. Then, he hurriedly undid the top two buttons of his shirt. “Time to lie down and serve as

eyes in shock.

turned around and looked

have a say

he undid the diamond clasp on his leather belt. “Remember

was rendered speechless.

pursed her lips worriedly. Her expression fell.

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our of best-

grils kissed her hips

gasped for breath. “Why do I feel

you’ll find

rendered speechless

floor in

only managed to message a few words to Lucy. The

on the screen

the bar and looked at Cherise’s message. Lucy, I have something

a reply: Where’s the

there was no

and saw it was nine

Damien drug ker to bed?

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