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    "Pivotage is the soil which I rely upon to survive. It''s where a bat like me, who has adapted to the dark, feels most at home. I don''t need another choice."


    She had to keep her distance from him while there was still a chance.


    "If I wanted to take you away to a ce where Christopher''s influence could not reach, would youe with me?" Drew stared at her deeply, never more seriously.


    "No."


    Yvonne did not hesitate. Her smile was a blend of light and tears. "I belong to Mr. Christopher, whether in life or death.*


    Drew slowly straightened his back, his reddened eyes turning cold again as he undid two more buttons on his ck shirt. "I understand your feelings. In that case, let''s get down to business."


    "What... Business?" The man''s thoughts jumped too suddenly, and Yvonne failed to follow.


    "It''s midnight in a hotel room, and it''s just you and me. What kind of business could it be? y cards?"


    Drew''s gaze was mocking and cold,pletely devoid of the gentleness she fell in love with. "Are you showering first, or me? Or should we bathe together?"Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Yvonne closed her eyes and shook her head. "I''ll leave now. I won''t disturb your rest."


    After that, she wanted to leave, but the man quickly grabbed her waist, pulling her back under his icy stare. "Why, are you mad? How could we sleep together without bathing?"


    "Mad? I don''t have the right."


    Yvonne threw a seductive gaze, but a bitter lump formed in her throat. "Mr. Brown, does a high and mighty noble gentleman like you really want to sleep with a woman like me? No matter how many times I bathe, I can never wash away the dirt on me."


    Drew''s lips curled up, cocky and unruly. "I know what type of person you are. Since I brought you out, it means I don''t care."


    "But I care!" Yvonne could not hold back her emotions anymore, shouting in a trembling voice.


    Drew was stunned, his thin lips pursing.


    Yvonne quickly noticed her outburst and tried to adjust her breathing. Her eyes were bloodshot. "If you worry about me, don''t make such a request tonight, for the sake of me helping you and Ms. Best time. Treat it as repaying me."


    In her ugly world, Drew was the best man she had met.


    Because she truly liked him, she did not want him to have any connection with her degenerate life.


    She wanted them to stay pure.


    Seeing that Yvonne insisted on leaving, Drew''s breathing became erratic, the veins bulging on his hand holding her waist. His tone became gentler, coaxing, "It''s fine if you don''t want to bathe. It''ste now, so stay."


    Yvonne was indeed exhausted.


    Besides, after thinking about it, she would definitely arouse Christopher''s suspicion if she went back to Pivotage so soon. Staying the night would give her an excuse when she returned.


    In the end, they slept together. However, Yvonne slept on the bed, while Drewy rigidly on the sofa.


    In truth, he never intended to touch her.


    They acted the same way as when they just entered the room. Yvonne''s high heels were ced properly beside the bed, and her frail body was curled up in the nket.


    An awkward silence spread in the air.


    Yvonne wanted to stay awake until dawn but still fell asleep unknowingly.


    However, Drewy there staring at the ceiling, wide awake.