Windsor Myres closed her eyes. Victor Williams saw her cooperation and was naturally pleased, not demanding more. When everyone finally dispersed, he lazily leaned on the sofa smoking, still holding her. Windsor Myres glanced at her phone for the time and smiled, "Two and a half hours." "What, timing your playtime?" "Not really, I have to go to school this afternoon," Windsor Myres explained. "Ha. This is new. I thought you studied just to please the old man in your family. Are you planning to be a model student now?" Victor Williams laughed mischievously as if hearing a tall tale. Windsor Myres said nothing. The two remained silent for a while, then she said, "Give me the photos." Victor Williams turned his head, grabbing her chin, "How come school has changed your temper," Victor Williams raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing her, "haven’t you done two-timing before? Thought your brother didn’t know?" "I was young and naive then." "Ha, a few days and even your tone has changed." Read full story at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽 Victor Williams held her arm with one hand, while the other reached to unbutton his suit in front of him. Windsor Myres grabbed his hand, trying to unbutton his clothes, "Really can’t." "Don’t want the photos?" Victor Williams said with a half-smile. "We agreed on this before." "But did I ever say I’m a gentleman?" Victor Williams shrugged with a smile. Windsor Myres abruptly pushed him away and stood up. Stepped directly towards the door. Victor Williams was taken aback, realized, and hurried to intercept her. Windsor Myres had already opened the door and walked out. I said, I’ve got a boyfriend." "Playing the chaste maiden, are we," Victor Williams looked at her, scrutinized for a moment, then hesitated, "Your boyfriend wouldn’t be a student, would he? Tsk, tsk, do you think with someone like you and a good student it could last more than a few days?" "That’s my business." "Haven’t you heard the saying, ’A leopard can’t change its spots’?" Victor Williams said seriously, "In my view, you’re just having a short-lived infatuation with that guy, why bother with this pretense of chastity?" "That’s still my business." Windsor Myres finished speaking and turned to leave. Victor Williams froze for a second, then darted over and pushed her against the wall. Bent down to kiss her. Windsor Myres raised her hand and slapped him across the face. Victor Williams gritted his teeth, his anger erupted. About to drag her into a private room, the door next to them suddenly opened. A group of people came out. Seeing their posture, a few snickers arose. Victor Williams still had one hand pressing Windsor Myres’s shoulder, the other covering his half face, tilted his head, and froze. Seeing the tall, straight man at the front, he laughed awkwardly, "Bro."