Chapter 1139
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“Not many people have legs that can rival yours,” Andrew admitted, gaze trailing down. “But as it happens, I know one. Lauren Rhodes–the Rhodes family’s eldest daughter. Her legs are… something else.”
Chantelle narrowed her eyes. “I’ve heard of her. But you’re talking like you’ve seen them for yourself.”
Andrew smirked. “Oh, I haven’t just seen them. I’ve felt them.”
Their back–and–forth continued as Chantelle’s layers disappeared one by one until she stood in only her undergarments. She took a deep breath, wanting desperately to disappear.
After all, it was the final layer, and her private parts would be exposed.
Andrew’s voice cut in, calm as ever. “If I may suggest… start with the top.”
Chantelle glared. “Why?”
He replied evenly, “Because if I’m not impressed, I might not ask for anything more.”
Surprisingly, that made some kind of warped sense. If this shameless man found her average, maybe just maybe. -she would not have to bare it all.
Chantelle took a breath, bit her lip, and slowly unfastened the compression vest beneath her blouse.
“You’re the first man to ever see me like this, Andrew,” she said, her voice barely audible.
Andrew said nothing at first. He rested his chin in his hand, eyes unreadable. He had not expected much, but he had to admit that Chantelle was full of surprises. Her breasts were even bigger than Francesca’s.
“Not bad,” he muttered. “Keep going.”
That made her snap. “Didn’t you just say if you weren’t impressed, we’d stop there?”
Andrew nodded, still unfazed. “Exactly. But I was impressed. Frankly, I think there might be even more surprises below. Why stop when we’re on a roll?”
Chantelle’s eyes narrowed like daggers. “You know I work in government, right? I’m a secretary, not a stage performer. So maybe think before throwing phrases like ‘more surprises below‘ at me.”
Andrew raised his hands mockingly. “You’re right, Ms. Garcia. Poor phrasing. My bad. I’ll reword it–how about ‘a path with depth worth exploring‘?”
Chantelle gave him a look that could have frozen a fire. She was not stupid–she knew exactly what he meant.
“Fine,” she said through gritted teeth. “You’ve already seen this much. I’m not backing out now. But Andrew, I hope you’re ready to deal with the consequences.”
Without waiting, she slid the final piece away, standing tall and defiant, her entire body on display.
She was Derek’s secretary, the voice of the administration. Yet, right now, she had never felt more exposed.
Andrew did not gawk. His gaze remained steady, calm, and unshaken. However, his words still held a sharp edge as he said, “Ms. Garcia… you’re still a virgin, aren’t you?”
That single question knocked the air from her lungs.
“You arrogant-” Chantelle’s voice caught in her throat. Her expression turned icy as her voice lowered. ” Whether I am or not is none of your business.”
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Chapter 1139
“What’s next? You planning to ‘test‘ that too?”
Andrew shook his head and chuckled. “Tempting, but no. Truth is, I’ve already had better than you, Ms. Garcia.”
That did it. Chantelle snapped her head away, counted to three in her head, and scrambled to collect her clothes.
Andrew did not stop her. He simply leaned back and watched, as if everything had gone exactly according to plan. She dressed in stiff silence, seething.
“Andrew, do you know what I was thinking just now?” she asked coldly once she had buttoned her final button.
He tilted his head. “What?”
Her eyes burned. “I was hoping you’d try something stupid–like pushing your luck further and just rape me.”
Andrew was stunned. “Ms. Garcia, is that your weird kink?”
