Chapter 91 A Filthy Woman
- Oscar suddenly stood up. Apprehensively, Amelia asked, “Mr. Clinton, are you leaving?”
- Oscar walked over. He leaned over Amelia, almost pinning her onto the bed. The tips of their noses brushed against each other.
- Enthralled, Amelia had no way of reining in her wildly beating heart. Her eyes darted from side to side, desperately avoiding Oscar's intent gaze.