Eranthe:…?"I'll want to kiss you."She blushed and averted her gaze.Frank's phone rang, and he casually said, "Harold, did you break a leg last night? We've been waiting for you for almost an hour. What took you so long?"As he spoke, Harold had already arrived. "I picked up someone here."He finished speaking, and everyone looked at him. They saw a girl dressed in luxury from head to toe.Frank's expression changed, and he signaled to Harold.Harold, not realizing Colin was with Eranthe and recalling Dylan being taken away, glanced at Zora Peterson beside him almost instinctively."Colin." Zora's eyes were fixed on Colin, then she looked at Frank. Her tone wasn't as friendly as before. "Why do you look like you don't want to see me?"Frank casually said, "How could that be? When did you return to Assyria? Weren't you abroad a few days ago?"He had blocked her on social media due to her boring continuous selfies.Zora's gaze, seeming to have hidden meanings, fell on Colin. "Oh, I ju

Zora stared at him intently, then followed his line of sight, looking towards Eranthe, who was back on the court with Harold.She admitted that, as a woman, her first reaction to seeing Eranthe was also awe-inspiring. It's not surprising that these men are captivated by her. However, that doesn't mean she would like Eranthe.What she found most intolerable was someone like Colin. When there was nothing special in his eyes before, she could convince herself that it was just his personality. But when she discovered someone was extraordinary, that uniqueness would pierce her heart, causing an uncomfortable and painful feeling."Hey, practice with me." Zora directly pointed to a practice partner and went onto the court, right next to Eranthe and the others. They were deeply engrossed in their game, with no time to pay attention to Zora's side.As Eranthe played more, her focus returned. Coupled with her form-fitting attire that highlighted her figure without revealing too much skin, and h

"Okay."When Eranthe left, she glanced at Colin, probably going for a smoke with Matthew. It might take a while for them to come back. If she moved quickly, she could leave sooner.She showered quickly, changed into her own clothes, neatly folded the ones she took off, picked up her bag, and left. During this time, there was no news from Colin. She planned to leave, so as not to be targeted again by Zora, that mad dog.Colin wasn't her man. Why should she pay for his romantic entanglements? They were just bed partners at most.Cursing in her heart, Eranthe found Fiona waiting for her as soon as she came out."Oh, perfect timing. Let's go." Fiona hooked her arm around Eranthe's shoulder.Going out from the lounge led to an outdoor sunroom. Wealthy people could find entertainment anywhere. With this consumer group, they could naturally create a "scenic spot" in the steel city for them to relax and unwind.Going down the stairs, Eranthe said to Fiona, "I'll leave later.""Why not have di

Eranthe rolled her eyes. Both of the two men were insane!She directly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and didn't get into Colin's car. Instead, she walked towards the outside.The security guard at the entrance didn't know what had happened, hurried over to help close the door, thinking that the two luxury cars were about to collide. Little did he know that the car that was supposed to crash had already reversed.Matthew rolled down the car window, smiled at Colin, and then drove out.Eranthe folded her hands, using her bag to cover the damaged part of her skirt. She limped forward, not moving very fast.To be honest, she had been in such a destitute situation before, but if there wasn't a luxury car following her from behind, she wouldn't have attracted the attention of everyone on the road.Colin followed her at a leisurely pace, occasionally honking the horn.Eranthe, however, was stubborn and simply ignored him, finding a bench on the roadside to sit down and watch t

If her skincare routine failed, and she gained wrinkles, it wouldn't be worth it.Colin, however, ignored her surprised expression. He picked up the massage oil from the table, applied some to his hands, and began to give her a massage, neither too gentle nor too forceful.Eranthe looked at his profile and felt strangely guilty again.She would rather he scolded her directly, called her all sorts of ungrateful names, anything would be better than him silently and earnestly applying medicine to her foot.With nothing else to do, she decided to turn on the projector. Soon, the large screen in the living room displayed the show she had been watching earlier.Colin's big palm continued to massage her ankle with just the right amount of pressure. In no time, Eranthe started to feel drowsy, and she rested her eyes, holding onto a throw pillow.When she came to her senses, things had already taken a turn.Colin's hand was no longer at her ankle but gradually moving upward. As he lifted her t