Chapter 257 Queen Level of the Foxy Temptress

• Calvin Heathcliff spread his hands. “How about you come train with me? Your temper’s been trash lately. You’re jumpy and paranoid. Time to calm down.”
• Amber Hawkins wanted to cough blood. No way she’d believe he was just doing yoga. If he could practice abstinence, pigs could climb trees!
• Angela Banner smiled. “I do prenatal yoga every day. My cousin taught me. It keeps your figure and balances your hormones, so you don’t have to worry about stretch marks or melasma. Mrs. Heathcliff, once you’re pregnant, you should try it too.”