Chapter 891
Sylvia thought he would not notice the thick layer of foundation that she had applied to her neck. So, she feigned annoyance and cried out, “Let me go!”
Odell ignored her. Releasing one of his hands, he used it to stroke the spot on the upper left side of her collarbone.
Sylvia trembled when she felt the warmth of his touch on her neck.
“Why is there a thick layer of foundation here?” He raised a brow and gazed deeply at her. “Are you trying to hide something?”
“NO!—Ah!”
Before she could finish, she was lifted onto the makeup table.
His towering figure leaned over her, not giving her a chance to escape by single-handedly holding her hands behind her back. He reached out to retrieve a makeup remover wipe from her makeup bag.
He then rubbed it all over her neck.
The makeup remover was cool, which gave Sylvia goosebumps.
Not surprisingly, his expression was gloomy as soon as he removed the layer of foundation.
Sylvia bit her lip as she avoided looking at his terrifying

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