"Alright, Ma'am, please follow me." Aaron was stunned for a moment before leading Mary Preston into the villa.
Mary Preston glanced back at the people in the car and sighed.
She held a secret in her heart, one she had kept for over twenty years. Whenever she saw Yuri Sinclair, she had to suppress it.
She hoped... that this secret would never be discovered.
Inside the car, soft music was still playing. Hearing Ashley Bowen's even breathing, Yuri Sinclair opened his eyes and glanced at the person leaning on his shoulder.
They sat in the car like that for the entire night. It wasn't until the next day that Ashley Bowen woke up, her back aching.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the handsome, cold face of a man. His eyes were closed, and he was sleeping soundly. Meanwhile, one of her legs was draped over his thigh...
The position was far too intimate.
