The banquet was crowded, but Lorraine Hughes only had eyes for Nathan Bolton. With just a glance, they understood each other's deep intentions.
Stella Lowe was a beat slow, "Sis..."
Before she could call out "brother-in-law," Mason Key covered her mouth.
This little girl speaks without a filter!
Stella Lowe: ???
Warm and soft, under the influence of alcohol, she licked it.
Mason Key: ...
A grown man, nearly lost his composure.
Robert Cowell laughed, these two were indeed adorable.
Nathan Bolton appeared to be casually twisting the wedding ring on his finger; there was no emotion visible in his lowered eyes.
He didn't speak, and those around didn't dare to breathe too loudly.
Kay Woods crawled over, but before she got close, she was pulled back by the bodyguards.
Nathan Bolton took two steps back, obviously disgusted.
"Master Bolton, I was wrong... it's all because of that bitch Lorraine Hughes... ah..." William South kicked her. His master wouldn't hit women, so he did.
