What a Lovely Sweetie

, the ma

range. What was wr

white as paper, her lips turned a litt

n his arms at once. Softly, he patted her cheek

ause of him? But he hadn

.

rly 20s walked into the suite with

sheet and gave a meaningful smile. "Mr. Lake, you were not so gentle,

covered Larissa's body with a quilt. Although he had helped

r and close friend, to see a woman on Glen's bed. Unavoidably

Group, a legend who increased the company's net wor

might have trouble in that aspect, o

ight proved

ce on the bed, his eyes beca

re typical symptoms of hypoglycemia. I've injected glucose into her body, so she'll revive after a w

explanation, Glen fin

robably didn't eat anything before... doing excess exercises. Since she has sweat all

is face and stared at Johnny

light, the spacious r

he bedside, eyes steadily f

.

ed the bed through the cream-colored curtain.

ed her heavy eyelids. Suddenly,

n inconspicuous smile on his face. His gaze

se clear and impressive s

at embarrassment and murmur

ht face and raised her chin.