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another woman asked. “Hannah Fox. But Mr. Walker has an exquisite and sexy wife. I’m not sure he likes women who aren’t slim. She’s not fat, but she’s not slim either. Her work clothes are fashionable, but they’re still no match for Mrs. Walker’s appearance. However, her bag is from a famous fashion house, so maybe her clothes are too,” another woman replied. Judging by their voices, there seemed to be four of them.

The thought of Emma’s ex in bed wasn’t the most appealing image to me, but if Emma enjoyed it… “Hey,” I said, raising my glass. “To each their own. Emma, I sincerely hope you find another fat, bald man to give you orgasms with his giant fingers.” My friends giggled. Emma turned to me then, directing the attention at the table to me. “What about you, Hannah? What's it like with Noah?” “He’s so hot, the bastard,” Amber sighed dreamily. Viona scoffed. “Too bad he’s such a jackass. Why is it always the hottest ones who are assholes?”

“What’s her name again?” “Kandy,” Hannah said. “With a K. Because of course it is.” I glanced back at the girl. She was laughing too loud at something Jarek hadn’t even smiled at. Her hand kept sliding up his chest like she was trying to find a latch. “She’s one of his favorites,” Hannah added. “Don’t get me wrong. But that girl wants to be his Old Lady so bad she’d set herself on fire if she thought he’d piss on her to put it out.”

Yet fate, as always, had other plans. It wasn’t long before Wren and Hannah made their entrance. The two glided into the hall with the confidence of women who had rehearsed their every move. Wren wore a deep red gown that screamed for attention, while Hannah’s dress, a glittering silver, complemented her friend’s dramatic flair. Together, they were the embodiment of false radiance—bright, but hollow. Spotting Ophelia, Wren’s painted smile sharpened. She tugged Hannah along, swaying her hips as if she were walking down a runway.

Cassandra's POV Later that afternoon, the doorbell rang. The final participant was a woman. Maddox, back in his impeccably professional black attire, his face a closed door, led her to the lounge. Her name was Hannah. She was stunning-thick in the best way, with generous curves, full, pillowy breasts, and an ass that was a glorious, round handful. She had a confident smile and curious eyes behind stylish glasses. Maddox made to leave. "Stay," I said, my voice leaving no room for argument. He paused, his back to me.

She shouldn't give in to temptation, but the desire burning inside her was overwhelming, breaking through the restraint she'd fought to maintain. She locked eyes with Ashton. "I haven't showered either. Can I join you?" "Are you sure?" Ashton's eyes widened in surprise. Hannah swallowed hard. "I am." Ashton pulled off his shirt without another word and let it fall to the floor. His chiseled abs made Hannah shiver with anticipation. Dressed only in her underwear, Hannah climbed into her wheelchair, and Ashton pushed her toward the bathroom. "Oh, the water," Ashton muttered. The tub was half full, and he quickly turned off the tap. Hannah crawled into the tub and sank her body into the warm wa

However, he noticed from yesterday’s incident that the Campos family was far crueler than he expected. Hopefully… Liam was still alive. “Young Master Hill, Miss Mead is here,” Hadley suddenly said. Shaun knitted his attractive brows. A moment later, he said, “Let her in.” Soon, Hannah appeared at the door in a purple maxi dress. She wore a butterfly-shaped diamond earring, and her face was beautifully made up. Her movement carried an eccentric sense of sexiness. “Shaun, I deliberately came here to thank you. Here is your shirt. Thank you for lending it to me last night. I’ve had it washed.” Hannah passed him the bag in her hand.

She looked absolutely gorgeous. Was she trying to kill me? She clears her throat and I zone out, "Sir, is that all?" "Oh uh, yes. You may go to your desk now." When she sits down, I watch her take her coat off and this time I actually do drop my coffee. Fortunately, only a small amount spills. "Fuck, you are hot." Hannah was wearing a short, bright red dress that had all of her curves on display. Why the hell had she been hiding all of that?

It just wet her clothes. She was wearing a silk dress. When it was soaked in water, her underwear was exposed. She quickly covered her chest. Although she had had babies, she still had a good figure. She was thin but luscious. Hannah was stunned when she saw her chest. She sneered and said, "Shame on you. Who are you trying to seduce?" Hannah felt that she came here to seduce Harry. "Want to compete with me?" "Shameless!"

Their table was more private. Hannah was waiting there for him. She hurriedly stood when she saw him, and she shyly asked Wilbur to sit. Wilbur sized her up. Hannah wore a full black gown with a white pearl necklace. Her long neck made her look elegant like a swan. Her gown had a V-line cut, so her cleavage was revealed. She looked stunning with smooth skin. The gown silt was also up to her thigh, so her skin was revealed as she moved. It was eye-catching.