Chloe and Yulia's cheeks turned even redder. Royce pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.
Presley put on a stern face, "Dinner time now!"
Upon hearing the order, everyone picked up their cutlery.
Both Chloe and Yulia heaved a sigh of relief. The awkward scene finally came to an end.
Nate carried a pot of soup and invited everyone to have together. But he was stopped by Damon, "Arrange the security work properly. You all should go home and spend some time with your wives and children. Don't neglect them."
Nate looked down at the soup in his hand in confusion, "What about those who don't have wives and children?"
Damon said expressionlessly, "Those who have girlfriends should go find their girlfriends. Those who don't have a girlfriend, then figure it out by yourselves."
Nathan couldn't help but laugh, "Ha-ha, how could the effects of the medicine show up so quickly? It’s not Viagra."
Damon said, "Do you want to have some now? Perhaps it will take effect in a week."
Nathan coughed, "The effects of the medicine are quite fast."
If Yulia was using her period as an excuse now, would she still use it as an excuse in a week?
Nathan almost dug a hole for himself!
Nate finally had a rough understanding about what kind of soup this was.
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Dinner finally ended. Because of Anya's presence, everyone had long forgotten about the incident in the restaurant.
After chatting in the living room for a while, Chloe and Damon went back to their room. As soon as they entered the room, Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. She habitually stood beside him, unbuttoning his clothes with a focused expression.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Chloe asked.
"Hmm?" Damon slightly raised his eyebrows, looking at her with a faint smile in his eyes.
Chloe rolled her eyes and said, "You intentionally let Nate bring the men in, didn't you?"
Damon slightly smiled, "I didn't say to let him bring men in with guns."
The buttons of his shirt were gradually undone, revealing his sturdy chest. His body and skin were very attractive. He was clearly dodging the issue. Chloe helplessly tiptoed and took off his shirt.
"Didn't you see how angry your father was just now?" Chloe asked.
Damon smiled lightly, "He can't kill me, can he?"
Chloe was speechless. Sometimes this man was so shameless that it was unbearable.
He took the sleepwear from her and grabbed her wrist, pulling her close into his arms. Her cheek touched his chest. His warmth and scent instantly filled her nose. Chloe struggled a bit, but was held tightly by him.
"Are you going to The Watson Hotel tomorrow?" Damon asked.
Chloe quietly leaned in his arms, listening to the heartbeat from his chest.
"I should go. After all, I promised him." Chloe said.
"Hmm. Take care of yourself." Damon said.
Chloe smiled, "It's a seven-star hotel, what could possibly go wrong?"
"The people in that hotel, especially men, are not good ones." Damon said.
Chloe pursed her lips, a smile flickering in her eyes, "Didn’t you say you never deceived me? If that's the case, the man who made me kiss him that night definitely wasn't you."
Damon chuckled, pinching her waist, "Cunning little fox."
"Let go of me, I need to find my big liar." Chloe slapped his arm, trying to get him to let go.
Instead, Damon bent down, picked her up, and headed straight for the bathroom.
"What are you doing? Let me go! I got the wrong person. I'm going to find the one who deceived me." Chloe said.
He put her on the anti-slip mat in the bathroom, then turned on the faucet of the bathtub. Next, his tall figure pressed the fleeing Chloe against the wall. He looked at her blushing face, pinched her smooth chin, his voice full of amusement.
"Where do you want to go?" Damon asked.
He put his other hand on the wall above her head, his heavy body close against hers. His upper body was completely bare. Yet it seemed not lewd at all, but full of an intoxicating masculine charm.
Chloe's face turned even redder, but she still said, "I want to find the one who really deceived me."
"Humph." Damon chuckled, "Why do you want to find him?"
"He took advantage of me when I was drunk and kissed me. Of course, I want him to take responsibility." Chloe said.
Damon's lips gently brushed her skin, "Then you don't have to look anymore."
Chloe tilted her head, feeling the guy's fiery lips tracing a path from her neck to her collarbone. A tingling sensation shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head in an instant.
"Why?" Chloe asked.
Damon chuckled under his breath, his voice deep and husky, "Because the jerk who fooled you was me."
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