Chapter 27 An Intimate Encounter

Benedict's lips curled coldly. "You've got the guts to do that again?" Cordelia blinked. Suddenly, the hand she had pressed against the man's forehead was slapped away, causing her to lose balance and fall into his arms. This time, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Cordelia felt something blocking her chest. Lowering her head, she saw the handsome face of the man perfectly nestled between her ample bosom. Benedict caught a whiff of a milky fragrance and instinctively wrapped his arms around her slender waist. The two remained in an extremely ambiguous posture, seemingly glued together. Time seemed to freeze, and Cordelia almost forgot to breathe. Her ears couldn't hear anything, only the rhythmic pounding of her heart in her chest. It was as if her heart no longer belonged to her! The office door suddenly swung open, and Richard walked in. He was about to speak but was so startled by the scene before him that he forgot what he wanted to say. "Sorry, Mr. Radcliffe