Chapter 17

Jolene diligently cleaned the brown liquid off his body with a towel and eventually wrapped him in a bathrobe. "Mr. Welsh, what are those red spots on your neck?" she asked, noticing the redness on his exposed skin and worrying that he might be having an allergic reaction. Steven felt a flicker of irritation. He sneered, "It's just some subcutaneous bruises. Nothing to worry about." In reality, those weren't subcutaneous bruises but rather the hickeys left by Jolene! Jolene nodded. "Right. Those are nothing serious. They should fade away in two or three days." Just then, a chuckle came from the doorway. A good-looking man was standing by the door, trying to stifle his laughter as he looked at them. "Sorry to interrupt." "Mr. Granger," Jolene called out. "Hi, Jolene," Vance greeted. Seeing the uninvited guest, Steven's gaze turned menacing. Vance immediately lifted the catalog he was holding. "I'm here to deliver something." "Give it to me," Steven instructed. Vance eagerly