Leaning closer, Bianca explained softly, “I’m here for Sophia.”
“You did all this for Sophia, yet you’re flirting with her husband?” Dave’s voice was sharp.
Bianca hesitated before replying, “Mr. Evans, this is my business. It’s not your problem, right?”
Narrowing his eyes, Dave responded in a questioning tone, “It’s not my problem? You forget who helped you contact Gabriel?”
Bianca quietly acknowledged that without Dave’s help, she wouldn’t have been able to meet Sophia.
Uncertain how to reply, Bianca’s confidence faltered, and she instinctively sought comfort in Dave’s embrace. “Okay, I’m thankful for your help. I’ll make sure to show my appreciation after today.”
As Dave held her close, their eyes locked. Tonight, Bianca exuded a certain innocence that ignited desire effortlessly.
Dave’s voice softened. “How will you thank me?”
Bianca replied casually, her gaze briefly drifting to the room beyond the bathroom door. “You can have whatever you desire.”