"Joanna..."
Fiona Grantham's fingers were just about to pull down that zipper when the man suddenly whispered a name.
Although the voice was soft, it was enough for Fiona Grantham to hear clearly.
She paused, looking at Victor Bennett with a face full of shock.
Did he just call out Joanna Ramsey's name?
Fiona Grantham bit her lip tightly, her face twisted with hatred.
Why?
He clearly used to like her, even though she always thought about Mason Bennett, he remained devoted to her.
Why now, when she's already decided to be with him?
Why is he thinking about that bitch Joanna Ramsey?!
"Victor, it's me, Phoebe." She leaned over, whispering softly into his ear, her voice unbearably gentle, with a touch of seduction.
Victor furrowed his brow slightly and pressed his lips together.
That expression made a flash of madness cross Fiona Grantham's eyes.
Like a madwoman, she pulled at Victor Bennett's pants, then removed her dress, climbing directly onto him.
