Chapter 35 Beautiful Family Of Four
- Besides, I’m fully clothed in my dealer uniform of a crisp, white shirt and black pants, albeit very tight ones. I’m dealing cards and smiling at the camera as it snaps away. Every few minutes, a makeup artist approaches and tousles my hair, adding gloss to my lips and she does so now.
- But this time, she whispers in my ear, “The director is afraid to ask in front of your husband, but do you mind undoing one more button on your shirt?”
- I glance down at my shirt and weigh the pros and cons. Honestly, even with one more button unfastened, my clothing is still modest. Alexander ight not even notice if I pop out a measly button—