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?"

with a tenderness Wendy had never seen before. "Wendy, are you really this shameless? All you think about is men. You even hired eight male hosts

answer Wendy's question about Jessica. That was perhaps the best kind of protection

Jessica's legs had definitely wrapped around his waist, or else why would

was lucky to have a man like Stanley so deeply attached to

her eyes remained clear and distant. "Well, Mr. Hawk, your body isn't up to par and can't satisfy me, so of

she actually say he was inadequate, and the next man

was truly asking for

Wendy's chin. "Are you trying to provoke me? Do you really want to know if I'm up to the

'What?' Wendy froze.

but with words that carried no warmth. "Dream on. I won't touch you. The one I love is

He loved Jessica.

didn't even need to say it-Wendy already knew. It stung her heart, the sharp pain spreading through her, though the

that moment, a sweet voice rang

up-Jessica had

with rosy

meet hers, his eyes filled with a

turned to Wendy.

recognize Wendy at

Wendy would never

stepsisters, but from completely different parents. Harry, Wendy's

Wendy had a happy family with her real father, Jerry, and her mother Lilian, who were always respectful toward each

loved her dearly, always lifting her high. "Wendy, please be happy

Jerry's brother, moved in with his daughter Jessica. Wendy's mother became

remarried her second uncle. Her

an A in a test and Wendy got an A+, her mother hit her hand with a ruler. "Can't you give your

had to undergo chemotherapy, her head had to be

"You should look the same as

Jessica, and Harry would sleep together,

late father had bought her, would stand outside their door,

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

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