Chapter 91
"Traitor," Clara huffed. Then, she patted the spot beside Adrian. "Mommy, come sit here. It's warm."
Meanwhile, Ethan called "Stock God" over to sit on Adrian's other side. "Stock God, come sit next to Dad."
"Stock God" silently glanced at Grace.
Grace only told Cecilia to pretend to be Stock God, not that she'd be walking straight into a battlefield like this.
"My stomach hurts. I think I need to head to the restroom, so I'll go back to my room first." Cecilia made a quick escape.
Ethan sighed in disappointment as he got up to leave.
The rising steam swirled into the air, shrouding Adrian's cold, chiseled face. It added an almost divine presence to him.
His gaze lingered on Grace.
She was wearing a light blue two-piece bikini. Around her waist, two metallic body chains crisscrossed, shimmering under the soft light.
What attracted the most attention was her skirt.
On either side, gems dangled from the metallic body chains, jingling softly with every movement. It gave her a m

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