"Oh, look who's in Mr. Rangga's house," said the tall, athletic man with golden hair in front of Lisa. His face was cold with a gaze as sharp as a dagger.
The man swept all parts of Lisa's body from head to toe. That woman just wore an autumn jacket with no other clothes under it!
The man's eyes narrowed with knitted brows. Something fishy must have happened!
Lisa looked at the golden haired man with a look of disbelief. "Oscar!? What are you doing here?"
The man idled as he looked at the clothes Lisa was wearing. The autumn jacket definitely didn't belong to her. The size was just too big. The tip was so long that it almost touched the floor. Lisa's collarbone was wide open, revealing her clean, flawless olive skin.
'Shit, Lisa's so seductive!' Oscar thought.