Chapter 957 Blessed with Beauty

• Mr. Shang took a step forward, stopping in front of Avery Rumpley. He breathed in the faint scent around her and went bold, wrapping an arm around her waist with a sly grin. “I think we can talk price. Your company’s got chops. Question is—how much are we talking, Ms. Rumpley?”
• Avery watched his greasy, sausagey lips inch closer, like he might try to kiss her. She tilted her head away, swallowing her anger, and eased a bit of space between them. “Everything’s negotiable. Mr. Shang, why don’t you take a seat and we talk properly, okay?”
• “Sure, sure. Sit on my lap, and we’ll talk properly.” Mr. Shang tried to pull her down with him.