Lucas and Winsor were glaring at each other, and sparks were flying.

Although Ashlyn’s sole hurt, it was a minor pain to her.

She raised her hand to pinch Lucas’ waist. “Are you deaf? Put me down!”

Lucas moaned in pain as he lowered his head to see the blush on her angry face.

A sense of tenderness crept into his heart, and he placed her down gently.

The moment Ashlyn’s feet reached the ground, she waved at Jared, who was chatting with several others. “Come here, Jared.”

Upon hearing her, Jared flashed an apologetic smile at the middle-aged man he was talking to and rushed toward Ashlyn.

Before he could ask her anything, the woman reached out her hand and shot him a glare. “Help me.”

“Yes, Ma’am!” Jared was close to calling her ‘Your Highness’ instead.

“I dare you to leave with him.” If looks could kill, Lucas would have killed Jared three times over.

He pursed his lips in silence as he glared at Ashlyn and Jared.

with you? Mr. Nolan, what kind

down to twirl a strand of hair with his fingers. “Don’t you know what relationship we have?” he

Ashlyn reached out

on Jared’s arm, the two slowly

her soles, her

crowd subconsciously moved aside to clear

Lucas’ lungs instead of

That disobedient woman!

whiskey on the table and downed

toward the direction

Jared were already out of the hotel. She was waiting for

hair billowed from the gust of wind, and she shivered from the

hand grabbed her fair wrist and tugged harshly. Ashlyn fell into

wrapped it around her thin body. It felt as if the heat emanating from his

man’s firm muscles through the thin shirt he was wearing. It was

even hear the

masculine scent wafted across her nose. The man’s arms were like

husky voice and the man’s scent crashed toward her like a tsunami wave. “Jared

in the cold, was what remained

listens to me.” Ashlyn’s voice was monotonous. “Mr. Nolan, please let

if a

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