Chapter 954: More Like a Wanton Vixen

"Mr. Yale, are you interested in Riverheart Island too?" After taking her seat, Lucy Balam ignored the stares around her. She reached down and smoothed the hem of her short skirt over her long, pale legs, then drew her knees together with unhurried grace. Her posture was flawless. Sitting there, she looked like a woman who had stepped straight out of a finely painted portrait, not a single detail out of place. As far as women went, Lucy Balam was the kind men called top-tier. Face, figure, temperament,...