Chapter 400 His Rogue Nature
Sierra was reprimanding her mischievous sisters when a sudden realization struck her. It occurred to her that Emrys might be the mastermind behind all of this.
With that in mind, she fixed her gaze directly on his face.
Emrys immediately shook his head innocently and said, “Sierra, you’re mistaken. At most, I can only be considered an accomplice. Delia is the main culprit, and she’s the one who assigned me this antagonist
role:
Ever since Emrys returned to Jadeborough, he had promised to surprise the ladies one by one However, several of these ideas were actually suggested by Cordelia. Therefore, it could be said that Cordelia was the true villain.
Emrys believed that villains should be bound with ropes, whipped with lashes, and tormented with dripping wax from candles. In the end, they should be left trembling and repenting, allowing the holy water of justice to cleanse the sins within their bodies,
“I had a suspicion,” Sierra said. “Why would Delia suddenly think of investing in our play? It turns out it was a long-standing plot. But never mind, I, Ms. Sullivan, am magnanimous and won’t stoop to your
level
Sierra casually brushed back the loose strands of her black hair that had fallen by her temples. She was never truly angry at Emrys or her sisters.
The wind atop the mountain was strong, occasionally lifting the hem of Sierra’s gown. The slit revealed a large expanse of her fair, smooth skin, and her beautiful legs were as flawless as porcelain.
This scene could be an irresistible temptation for men with a foot fetish.
Unfortunately. Emrys was not one of them… or was he?
He only knew that Sierra’s proportions and waistline were similar to those of the seventh sister. Larissa.
Larissa was a martial artist who had rigorously trained over the years, maintaining an impressive physique that was beyond dispute. On the other hand, Sierra, due to her professional demands, exercised strict control over her figure.
The two hadn’t seen each other for fifteen years, reminiscing about old times atop the mountain.
No matter how strong the wind was
Initially, when the wind lifted Sierra’s gown, she would modestly pull it back and hold it down with her hand But after a few times, she couldn’t be bothered anymore and let it be as it wished.
Emrys also enjoyed the view.
Suddenly Sierra thought about how she had been whisked away by Emrys in such a bizarre miner She imagined that the film crew must be extremely anxious, and her manager, Amalia Doyle, would probably think something serious had happened to her
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