Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done
“I’m drinking it anyway. What are you going to do about it?”
Wendy huffed and didn’t actually try to grab it back. She clicked her tongue and looked Winter up and down. “Good thing you’ve got skin this thick. Otherwise, you really would’ve been beaten to a mess.”
Instead of being annoyed, Winter found her oddly endearing.
Just as Wendy twisted her hips and turned to leave, Winter called out, “Wendy, sweetie, do you happen to have a VIP card for the JX Club?”
“Why?” Being called sweetie by someone as striking as Winter clearly put her in a good mood. “You want one?”