Chapter 52 Bit Him Violently!

That refreshing manly scent was gradually closing in on her until when both of their scents were mixed together, Verian Mont’s mind recalled that statement, ‘Heaton Fudd was showering’, by Nancy Xander. She violently recoiled as the coquettish shy glint below her eyes faded away. She looked at Heaton Fudd with a calm and cold gaze who was directly on her. “Did Director Xander’s did a bad job serving you last night? How is it that you still have the energy to look for other women?” Although the heat and blush from her cheeks had not fully faded away, the tone of her voice as she questioned him sounded obviously cold. Heaton Fudd’s dark pearly eyes constricted as his gaze was fixed on the woman underneath him. Last night? She called him when he was taking a shower? Verian Mont seized the opportunity of his confusion to push him away. She stood up and faced her back at him while fixing her slightly messy clothes. She spoke while pouting, “If there’s nothing else, President Fudd, I’ll