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.

what she and Damien had discussed before typing

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

“Mrs. Lenoir.”

hurriedly undid the top two buttons of his

widened her eyes in

and looked at him warily. “No!”

have a

tossed it on her body. Then, he undid

was rendered speechless.

pursed her lips worriedly. Her expression fell. “Can

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of

grils kissed her hips Tl be very

breath. “Why do I

you’ll find out when you try.

rendered

in their flurry of amorous activities,

to Lucy. The rest of her advice

on the screen

Lary sat on a couch in the bar and looked at Cherise’s message. Lucy, I have

typed a reply: Where’s

was

saw it was nine at

Damien drug ker to bed?

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