Kallum raised an eyebrow. “Why do you have to sell your body like that? Can't you just pay me for protecting you?”
Seraphina shook her head and replied, “I don't trust the words of men. I believe more in winning over others through my body, building a rapport through physical connection.”
As she spoke, she loosened her grip, allowing her bathrobe to slide down and reveal a voluptuous and alluring body that was enough to quicken anyone's pulse.
However, Kallum had turned his head away instantly!
“What are you doing? Put your clothes back on!”
Huh? She took off her clothes? Calista attempted to sneak a peek but was pushed back down by Kallum.
What are you trying to see? You're only allowed to look at me!
Seraphina was somewhat hurt. She hadn't anticipated that despite going this far, Kallum would still resist. Could it be because of the woman in his bed?
“Mr. Kallum, what are you pretending for? You were all lovey-dovey with your godsister before, yet now you're in bed with another woman. I'm offering myself to you, so why are you holding back?” She sneered, “Or could it be you have some sort of cleanliness obsession and only accept one woman per night?”
Her words carried a hint of mockery.
Kallum couldn't hold back anymore. If it weren't for Calista being there, his first words would have been “Get out!” He had been patient for so long, but this woman still wouldn't give up. It was truly infuriating!
“Are you that desperate for a man?”
A smirk tugged at the corner of Kallum's mouth as he went all out. With just a single sentence, he managed to deeply humiliate Seraphina.
“You...!”
Seeing that if Kallum uttered another word, they would have another enemy on their hands, Calista couldn't help but hold him tight under the blanket! Then, slowly, she wriggled her way out.
It was better to let people gossip a bit rather than offend them.
“Calista?” The moment Seraphina saw Calista emerging from the blanket, her eyes widened in surprise. Immediately, she was overwhelmed by a wave of embarrassment and shame!
However, her dignity wouldn't allow her to just run off like that. She forced herself to stay calm, picked up the clothes that were piled at her feet, and put them on. She then spoke softly.
“So that's how it is... It seems I misunderstood you, Mr. Kallum.”
With a hint of helplessness, Calista said, “You're right. Tonight was a misunderstanding, Ms. Bushwick. Let's pretend that we didn't see each other tonight, shall we?”
In this way, at least they would both be able to maintain some dignity.
Seraphina's lips were pale as she nodded slightly. Then, she straightened her clothes, ready to leave.
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