Anna Thorne, of course, was blooming with joy, while Ashley Bowen's expression soured.
'Why is Yuri Sinclair so eager to compete? Is it to put Howard in his place, or is it for Anna Thorne? The real reason was impossible to know.'
A few minutes later, four men walked out of the villa. Yuri Sinclair had an injured leg, so he wore a knee brace and shin guard on it.
He was the most eye-catching of the group. His bronze skin exuded masculine charm, and his eight-pack abs sent everyone's hormones into overdrive.
For some reason, seeing so many girls screaming over Yuri Sinclair's physique made her a little jealous.
She had always thought that sort of thing was something only a husband and wife should see in the privacy of their bedroom, but…
After a wave of shrieks from his female fans, another one erupted.
