Chapter 234: A Trap

Ryder Greaves's wife yanked hard on his ear. "You filthy lech. Didn't you say Mr. Yale wanted something more… hands-on? You made me swallow my pride and go play madam for him." "Bastard. You made me lose face. I told you, a man like that, how could he be that cheap?" Ryder wore an innocent look and hurried to beg for mercy. "Easy, easy! Ow. I didn't expect it either. He's young, full of fire. What kind of man goes to a foot bath just to wash his feet? Everyone comes to let off steam." "Who knew...