Chapter 417 Sleeping with A Prostitute

Wendy Pai stared blankly at the man standing behind her. He had a beautiful well-featured face and skin that was more delicate than women. The gentle eyes and the faint smile in the light were enough to make her mistake him for Fitzgerald. The man in a white shirt wore a smile, reminiscent of Fitzgerald's smile when she first met him. Seeing her without any response, the man smiled again. He advanced from behind the sofa and sat beside her. The slender and delicate hand held a glass. His way of...