lody Thorne entered without the slightest hesitation.
Downstairs, two servants imdiately stood by the butler’s side, "We saw it all clearly just now, lody Thorne sneaked into the young master’s room again!"
The butler sighed, knowing that lody Thorne must have been pretending earlier, but this ti her act was more convincing.
"Business as usual, we’ll pretend we didn’t see anything, we’re all busy," the old master had instructed, if lody Thorne wanted to do sothing, they should lend her a hand.
"Alright, alright, we’ll hide on the side and watch the show."
lody Thorne knew the servants below had seen her, but she wasn’t there to seduce Jared Quinn, so let them laugh if they want to.
She cautiously opened Jared Quinn’s drawer and started searching inside.
Finding nothing, she looked in other places, combing through almost everything in the room, but still found nothing.
Finally, her gaze fell on the drawer by his bedside, the one Jared Quinn always told her not to touch, and there was even a key hanging on it.
So, it must be there.
lody Thorne tiptoed over, opened the drawer, and looked inside. Sure enough, a small cara was in there, and it was pink.
She reached out her hand...
"Clatter—" The bathroom door swung open.
Without even thinking, lody Thorne dove under the bed, clutching her head and gasping, having bumped into the bed’s headboard—damn, it hurt.
Then ca the sound of footsteps, a man’s body wrapped only in a towel, moving from afar to near, sitting by the bedside as if drying his hair, then tossing the towel onto a nearby chair.
He opened the drawer again, seemingly taking sothing out to look at.
He must be looking at her cara, lody Thorne didn’t think twice and rushed out, "Don’t look, that’s mine."
Jared Quinn only felt a gust of wind pass by his back, the air around him growing cold, the atmosphere darkening.
lody Thorne dashed out and turned around, only to see that the towel originally wrapped around Jared Quinn’s waist was now hanging on her clothing’s button, revealing a tall and muscular body with a healthy tan, abdominal muscles like walls, layer upon layer.
Further down,
"Ah—" lody Thorne scread, her face quickly flushed red, covering her face with both hands, loudly accusing, "You pervert, how can you not wear any clothes?"
"lody Thorne," Jared Quinn’s brow furrowed with a fierce aura, wishing he could strangle this woman right now.
How dare she break into his room, pull off his towel, see him completely, and call him a pervert?
He snatched the towel from her hands, wrapped it back around himself, barely moving, and lody Thorne fell right into the man’s arms. When she ca to her senses, she found herself sitting on his lap.
With a "boom", lody Thorne felt like she’d been struck by lightning because she was now sitting on Jared Quinn’s lap, sothing that never happened in her past life.
In her previous life, she hadn’t even touched his pant leg, let alone sit on his lap, but here she was now,
Especially when she looked up to see Jared Quinn’s handso, radiant face right above her, just a few centiters away, their breaths mingling.
"Thump thump thump" Her heart pounded strongly due to their close proximity, leaving her staring at him blankly, unable to react.
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