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.

I can’t leave with him, am I supposed to leave with you? Mr. Nolan, what kind

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

him.” Ashlyn reached out to send a flying kiss to

hand on Jared’s arm,

she was feeling on her soles, her steps

moved aside to clear up a path for

lungs

That disobedient woman!

he grabbed the whiskey on

the direction

Jared were already out of the hotel. She was

billowed from the gust of wind, and she

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

and wrapped it around her thin body. It felt as if the heat

through the thin shirt he was wearing. It was exceptionally

even hear the

nose. The man’s arms were

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

left you here in the cold, was what remained

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

were bright as if a fire were burning in

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