"You... you... how do you know..." Madam Johnson suddenly stood up from the sofa, but she tugged at her injured calf and fell back down with a hiss.
That elegant and gracious face suddenly turned pale.
"Of course I would know. Mom, I am now Ian Moore's legal wife. If I, as his wife, don't know about my own husband's hidden issues, then I'd be too incompetent in my role."
Skye Brown tilted her head and smiled.
Her almond-shaped eyes were shimmering, expressive and captivating.
Such a smile was naturally sweet and alluring, but in the eyes of Madam Johnson, Mandy Jenkins, it was utterly hateful.
She hadn't expected her son, Dylan Wellington, to be so foolish.
They had clearly agreed that if he didn't react in bed, those women should be dismissed.
Just treat it as if he wasn't satisfied with those women, it absolutely cannot be discovered that he... he has issues in that area.
Dylan Wellington is the only son of the Wellington family.
