Wendy furrowed her brows. "What did I do?"

Stanley clenched his jaw. "Who told you to dress like this?"

'What? Like this?' she wondered. "What do you mean, Stanley?!"

Stanley glanced at her ultra-short skirt. "Your thighs are almost exposed. Do you really want people to see your legs like this?"

Wendy's skirt was a bit short, but it was Cecelia's choice.

Cecelia's exact words were, "My dearest Wendy doesn't show her legs, but look at how Jessica flaunts hers. Tonight, let everyone see who has the best legs in Hovendale."

Wendy raised her finely arched eyebrows. "Looks like Mr. Hawk noticed my legs."

Stanley paused.

Wendy leaned back against the wall, appearing languid and graceful. She slowly lifted her right leg, her crystal-high heel brushing against his ankle.

Stanley had on black trousers, showcasing his long, muscular legs, exuding an aura of coldness and restraint.

Wendy's pale foot gently grazed up his ankle, moving provocatively along his calf. It was an act of seduction and defiance.

Stanley shot her a cold glance. "What are you doing?"

Wendy curved her lips into a smile. "Mr. Hawk, which do you prefer? My legs, or Jessica's?"

Stanley stared at her small, delicate face that glowed with celestial radiance, yet she provocatively seduced him with a dazzling smile.

Last night, he had glimpsed the beauty hidden beneath her dark-rimmed glasses, but he hadn't expected her to be this beautiful.

He felt like he had seen this face somewhere before.

Wendy's clear eyes sparkled. "Mr. Hawk, has Jessica ever wrapped her legs around your waist?"

tenderness Wendy had never seen before. "Wendy, are you really this shameless? All you think about

about Jessica. That was perhaps the best kind

so passionate, full of youthful excitement. Jessica's legs had definitely wrapped around his waist, or else why

was lucky to have a man like Stanley so deeply attached to her. He would never describe her

isn't up to par and can't satisfy me, so of course I have

inadequate, and the

woman was truly asking for

me? Do you really want to

'What?' Wendy froze.

her lips, teasing, but with words that carried no warmth. "Dream on. I won't touch you. The one

He loved Jessica.

it-Wendy already knew. It stung her heart, the sharp pain spreading through her, though the

that moment, a sweet voice rang

looked up-Jessica

a beautiful woman with rosy

released Wendy and walked toward Jessica. He lowered his gaze to meet hers, his eyes filled with a tenderness Wendy had never

then turned to Wendy. "Who's

recognize Wendy

would never forget

completely different parents. Harry, Wendy's father, wasn't her biological father,

a happy family with her real father, Jerry, and her

her dearly, always lifting her high. "Wendy, please

suddenly passed away. Harry, Jerry's brother, moved in with his daughter Jessica. Wendy's

her second uncle. Her mother

hit her hand with a ruler. "Can't you

undergo chemotherapy, her head had to be shaved. She cried, saying she

Wendy's mother immediately shaved Wendy's head. "You should look the same as your sister so she won't

her mother, Jessica, and Harry would sleep

her, would stand outside their door, crying

her mother "Mom," which made her mother incredibly happy. But then Jessica said, "A mother can only have one

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