Selena froze, her body stiffening, and after a long pause, she finally spoke, "Then stand properly, I can't hold you well."

After saying that, she reached out to grab his pants.

Inevitably, her fingers brushed against his thigh, causing both of them to shudder.

Selena simply closed her eyes, grabbed his pants firmly, and lifted upwards.

She heard the man let out a muffled groan next to her ear, incredibly sensual and enticing

Selena awkwardly said, “They're up, I'll help you out...

With that, she turned around, letting his arm drape over her shoulder, and walked out.

This time, Aaron didn't say anything. He simply pressed his lips together.

Selena helped Aaron to sit on the bed and asked, "Anything else?"

Aaron's voice was a bit hoarse. "No, you can leave."

Selena immediately turned and walked out in fear that he might come up with some other trick.

Once the bedroom door closed, Aaron exhaled a deep breath and reached out to adjust his pants.

Did this woman really not understand, or did she do it on purpose?

Was she unaware of the physiological differences between male and female bodies?

The way she pulled up his pants made him quite uncomfortable.

But on second thought, even if she knew, she wouldn't have been able to help him properly anyway. Aaron leaned against the headboard, slightly tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, trying hard to ignore the strange feeling within him.

After Aveline finished her work, it was already time to get off. Thinking about what Lucas had said, she couldn't help but bite her lip.

At that moment, Gwen walked over and said, "You're coming with me to the dinner tonight."

Aveline felt a sudden relief. "Alright."

She packed her things and left with Gwen. Once in the car, she sent a message to Lucas.

Aveline texted, "Something came up. I have to attend a last-minute dinner, so I won't be able to come

over tonight.

Lucas didn't reply immediately.

At this moment, Lucas had just concluded a three-hour meeting. As he walked out of the conference room, his expression was cold and indifferent.

Desmond followed behind him, reporting the upcoming schedule, "Mr. Tudor, there's a dinner tonight

at seven..."

Lucas reached for his phone, ready to cancel In response tond's words. But as he glanced at the screen, Aveline's message caught his eye. His expression shifted, a subtle shadow darkening his gaze.

"Mm."

Lucas responded coldly and then put his phone away.

Ha!

Did she think he didn't understand her intentions?

She knew there were people in the department targeting her, yet she preferred to go to dinner with them rather than face him.

Very well!

Night fell.

Aveline arrived at the Grand Feast Club with Gwen.

The private room was on the first floor. When they entered, some people were already seated inside.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Gwen immediately started chatting and laughing with those people present.

Then, she introduced Aveline to everyone, "This is Aveline Young from our department. She has strong business skills. I think she should handle the upcoming work liaison. She was instrumental in securing the cooperation with Brighton Enterprises; her capability is quite impressive."

Several men's gazes fell on Aveline's face, their eyes showing a growing interest.

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Gwen looked at Aveline. "You should propose a toast first."

As soon as Aveline entered, an uneasy feeling washed over her. Gwen's words only confirmed her suspicions of ill intent.

If she turned and walked away, these partners would definitely get angry, and in a fit of rage, they might refuse to cooperate with them.

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