The two women sitting next to him giggled.

“Mr. Foster asked you to take off your clothes. Didn’t you get that?” one teased.

“Now that you’re here, don’t act all innocent,” another added.

It was clear he was trying to embarrass her by making her strip in front of everyone.

Still clenching her fists, Diana fixed her eyes on Brandon, and her face flushed with anger.

“Are you willing to help me if I take off my clothes?” she asked.

“At the very least, I’ll think about it. If ...