chapter 40 God!

"Are you trying to hit on me?"

Hearing Edward Quinny's laughter, Nawra Mclaughlin turned around lazily, the smile at the corner of her mouth was full of enchantment, and the pair of eyes staring at Edward Quinny were as deep as stars, and at the same time there was a hint of Blurred color.

Probably because she had drunk a lot of wine, she seemed to be in a not sober state now. Every move, every move, every frown, and every smile exuded a sense of charm from the bottom of...