“Mr. Walker, this is Cristelle’s personal issue. I don’t think it’s appropriate for anyone to ask. Why don’t we just go play golf now and focus on our cooperation?” Jasper suggested.

Cristelle smiled apologetically, not saying anything. Mr. Walker shook his head as if he thought it was a pity, “Okay then. Let’s go.”

Cristelle couldn’t stop feeling Mr. Walker’s eyes were passionate and greedy against her body when she hit the ball. She hated this so much. But she knew she ...