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Chapter 1491

    ‘What sort of answer is that? How is anyone supposed to know where you want to go?’ Xante thought


    with a frown. She was about to chastise Sunny slightly when she felt a ticklish sensation on her thigh.


    When she looked down, she saw Sunny running his fingers lightly across her thigh underneath her


    skirt.


    Xante smacked his hand away and hissed, “Don’t be such a creep!”


    Sunny chuckled before cing his hand back on her leg. At the same time, he asked the driver, “Could


    you please raise the privacy curtain? I’m going to have to discuss some…business with Miss Xante.” 1


    The driver was taken aback by the request and nced at his boss to seek her approval.


    Realizing that Sunny was up to some funny business, Xante nodded, signaling the driver to do as


    instructed. She did not want the driver to feel awkward because of Sunny’s antics.


    With the privacy curtain drawn, the back row became a private space for Xante and Sunny.


    Sunny grew even more unruly and lifted Xante and ced her on hisp. He then moved his hands to


    caress her fair, slender legs.


    “Your legs are so fair even without any stockings,” Sunny remarked.


    Xante was caught off-guard by his sudden hold, but she had gone through enough tricky situations to


    remain fully calm. She adjusted her slightly crooked spectacles and stared at him. “What are you trying


    to do?”


    Sunny shifted his gaze from her thighs to her face, which was just inches away from his. “Nothing at all.


    I just want to hold you in my arms, Xante. You’re still the same, you know. You didn’t gain or lose any


    weight.”


    “Don’t you have a girlfriend, Sunny?” Xante smirked. “Is this the kind of attitude you pride yourself in


    having?”


    Sunny was unfazed by herment. “I just broke up with her. I realized I’m more attracted to older


    women like you, Xante. I’ll be your one and only from now on. Sounds good?”


    Xante scoffed. “So, you want to continue having fun with me? Are you sure you can afford to handle


    it?”


    Sunny’s deft hands, however, slipped beneath her clothing and teased the contours of her back. He


    then unfastened the straps of her bra with a swift little snap of his long fingers.


    Even someone asposed as Xante became anxious when her most undergarment was undone


    inside a car. “You…”


    Sunny’s grin widened, and he hushed her with a finger to her lips. “Shh… Don’t let your driver hear US.


    It’ll make things awkward otherwise!”


    This little rascal had learned to be as mischievous as other men!


    Xante collected herself and remarked, “You got quite the knack for unfastening a bra. You must’ve had


    a lot of practice in thest three years, then?”


    Sunny leaned close and whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry about any of that. Just enjoy the moment


    and let me show you what I’ve learned from my three years’ worth of experience.”


    At the Holdens, Corinne noticed an unread message on her phone when she finished her shower. She


    clicked on it and discovered she had received it half an hour ago from Xante. Xante wanted to visit her


    at the Holdens and wanted to know if she was free.


    Corinne immediately gave Xante a call. When the call was connected, she asked, “I didn’t catch your


    message because I was in the shower. Are you


    heading here now?”


    However, there was no response from Xante. Instead, a hoarse yet familiar voice greeted her.


    “Corinne!”


    Corinne processed the voice and immediately recognized it. “Sunny? When did you return?”


    “I just arrived today,” came the reply.


    “I see…” said Corinne before suddenly realizing something. “Hold on. Why is Xante’s phone with you?”Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.
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