Yarden Zephyr was enjoying himself with the insults.

Noelle couldn’t help but think, Callum’s brother really was completely loyal to him.

She felt a bit nauseous, probably from the alcohol hitting her hard.

Swaying slightly, she sat up and pressed her hand against her chest, her voice low and seductive. "Yarden Zephyr, if you were a woman, Faye wouldn’t stand a chance."

She even gave him a big thumbs-up, approving of her own ...