Chapter 1932

Matthew subconsciously stopped in his tracks, his eyes on her as his breathing became shallower. She was so gorgeous that people couldn't look away. Her perfectly shaped brows framed her mesmerizing eyes. The woman gave the impression of a kitten that was left without food or water while its owner was away. A mix of yearning and sorrow filled her eyes, like she was longing for affection. Matthew didn't expect to find himself in this situation. Before he could process it, she walked up to him and slowly dropped to her knees. She tilted her head back, her luscious lips slightly parted. With a delicate touch, she reached for his belt, gently loosening the buckle. Just then, a voice suddenly called out, "Are you Finola Yoder?" Matthew was puzzled. Who was this Finola? He instinctively took a step back. She was trying to take off his pants at first sight, which was pretty insane. Was she that desperate for a man? Finola turned to Jett with a blank expression. "Yes. I'm Finola." I