Joanna Lawrence: "..."
They’re an old married couple, so she would understand such implicit hints.
She nods, "Yeah, I just took a shower."
"No wonder you sll so good." The sexy thin lips by her ear slowly moved down, carrying a burning temperature.
"Ashton Heath..." Joanna’s ears softened, her voice becoming tender, "You haven’t taken a shower yet."
"Hmm." The man responded with a low voice.
The next second, Joanna was caught in a horizontal hold. Her body swayed, and she quickly reached out to hook her hand around Ashton’s neck.
Ashton held her and turned around, striding towards the bathroom.
Joanna was carried to the door of the bathroom.
Thinking about what had happened in the bathroom before, her legs weakened, and her heart thumped wildly: "Ashton Heath, we haven’t had dinner yet, let’s..."
The man had already carried her and pushed open the bathroom door: "We’ll eat later; we have more important things to do right now..."
*
By the ti they had dinner, it was already two hours later.
Dinner was served in their bedroom by a maid at Ashton’s request.
Joanna, feeling boneless, lay in bed, too tired even to move a finger, having to be fed every bite by Ashton.
The man had too much energy — Joanna was the only one exhausted from their two-hour frolic, while he appeared as energetic as ever.
After dinner, Joanna began to feel drowsy from the depletion of her physical strength.
"Tired? Sleep if you’re tired." Beside the bed, a well-grood Ashton wore a black bathrobe, his handso face showing no sign of fatigue. Seeing Joanna struggling to keep her eyes open, he stroked her hair and covered her with a blanket.
"Aren’t you sleeping?" Joanna, who was incredibly sleepy, yawned one after another, barely able to keep her eyes open, and weakly muttered.
"I have sothing to do, I need to go to the study. You sleep first, I’ll leave when you’re asleep."
"Oh, alright. I’ll sleep first then." Joanna was truly too sleepy. Struggling to keep her eyes open, she exchanged a few words with Ashton before her eyes slowly closed. Her voice beca softer and softer, "Ashton Heath, then... then, good night."
"Hmm, good night, baby." Ashton gently kissed her forehead, his deep voice tender and tempting, "Sleep, have a good sleep, and sweet dreams."
*
Ashton waited until Joanna fell asleep before adjusting the blanket for her, and then he left the bedroom.
After leaving the bedroom and closing the door, he answered a call from his subordinate.
"President Ashton, we’ve made so headway in the investigation you assigned." An obsequious voice ca from the other end of the call.
Ashton’s steps paused slightly, "Go on."
"We’ve now identified the main mbers of Fronterra’s most powerful families. After thorough elimination, we can confirm that the woman called Diana Kinsman is connected to the Fronterra royal family."
"Continue."
"Yes. A few days ago, we inadvertently obtained important information while investigating further. A female celebrity from Fronterra attended the birthday party of a royal family mber and sang a song for Duke Henry, then took pictures with Duke Henry and his wife."
"In that group photo, there’s a woman who looks very similar to Diana Kinsman."
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