Before Theo could have his time of pleasure, his face stiffened again.

What went wrong with Victor?

He had never cared about someone so much!

Judith wanted to decline and then got in the car given the desolate surroundings.

However, even a silent Victor gave her pressure.

In a while, she relaxed and glanced at the man out of the corner of her eye.

All of a sudden, she noticed his eyes.

He had slanted eyes, and the corners were slightly downward. His eyeballs were deep and inky. He even had a mole that set off his charm.

Unsure whether it was her hallucination, she felt that he was wearing a contact lens for his left eye.

In a daze, she forgot about nervousness and approached the man for a closer look.

His eyes resembled those of a boy who took the bullet for her and saved her from the illegal factory.

Different from this pair of cold eyes, the boy's eyes were always gently smiling. They were deep and beautiful.

The thick lashes of Victor fluttered, covering up the dangerous light in his eyes.

He raised his hand unhurriedly, stopped her approaching face with his fingertip, and shoved her back.

"Here we are, get off."

It snapped her out of the daze. She rubbed her forehead and followed him to get off disapprovingly.

"Old fella, is there any animosity between us? That hurts, you should pay for my medical expenses..."

Victor paused and reached out to pat her on the head, but a snarl broke in.

"Judith, you wretch!"

Before she could blackmail Victor, she cringed and tried to escape.

Quick in reaction, Victor caught her by the collar, she had to wait for Edgar with a wry face.

"Old fella, you're causing me great trouble..."

Judith managed to beam at the comer, "Heh heh, Edgar, how are you? A few hours away, you look more handsome!"

Edgar pulled a long face, "Do you look fine to you?"

He sized her up before laying his eyes on a big bruise on her elbow.

"You're so capable now, fighting again? Once I stop beating you, you'll act up, eh?" Edgar was furious.

She smiled flatteringly and pointed to Victor, "I went to look for something. This old fella bore witness."

She was afraid of nothing but well-behaved in front of Edgar.

Victor dropped his eyes and answered coldly, "She fought with others."

"What?" Judith widened her eyes in disbelief, "Old fella, how could you tell on me!"

Victor arched his eyebrow and added calmly, "And she damaged my car."

"Victor, this is too much. You took away my cheque and..." The annoyed girl protested brusquely.

"Humph..." Edgar sneered, "You got a cheque? Impressive."

Victor took a glance at the stiff girl and answered slowly, "Mm, it's from T..."

Before he could finish his speech, a pair of fragrant hands covered his mouth.

Victor stiffened a bit, licked his lips involuntarily, and accidentally touched her soft palm.

He froze, and his mind went blank.

Judith didn't think much about it and only felt itchy down to her heart.

She wanted to warn the man, but when he looked over, her arrogance vanished immediately.

She drew close, almost into his arms, and pleaded in a low voice, "Old fella... old fella... have mercy. Am I not poor enough?"

From a charming stripper, she heard that those old men like coquetries. Victor would like it!

His ears flushed gradually, and the blush even spread to his neck.

He stiffened all over, his mind filled with her coquettish voice.

So sweet!

Even the air became sweet and addictive.

Unwittingly, he placed his hands behind his back and clenched his fists to restrain his senses from going out of control.

For the first time, Victor felt like losing control. It was like that he would be carried away the next second and could never get out.