"I've fallen into your hands, haven't I?" Claudia Ross kicked out playfully, causing water to splash everywhere, soaking Wyatt Perry's white shirt.
He simply removed his shirt and pants and jumped into the bathtub to wash together with Claudia Ross, tangled up with each other, making it hard to separate. Even a simple bath could last for an hour.
Only when Claudia Ross's skin became wrinkled did Wyatt Perry finally let her go.
Once she touched the bed, Claudia Ross fell asleep, dazed and muddled.
Wyatt Perry's slender fingers gently brushed the hair from her face, gazed at her for a moment, then rose to go outside and make a phone call.
"How are things on your side now?" The cool night breeze blew against Wyatt Perry's face, making his expression turn serious.
On the other end, Louis answered nonchalantly, "Everything is normal."
"Hmm, is there any news on Bernard Bosc?"
