Chapter 1221

Under the illumination of the light, Joseph's stunningly handsome face appeared even more striking. His flirtatious and homme-fatale eyes were profound and dark, and his somewhat teasing expression was incredibly enticing. Slim lips parted, he cooed, "Of course it's to fulfill all of Mrs. Collins's needs." The "needs" was pronounced with an intensity as suggestive as it was enchanting. Lucille's first reaction was out of sheer embarrassment: she wanted to push him off the bed. Yet, just as she stretched out her foot, an action which Joseph had already anticipated, he pressed her leg down. Lucille did not say anything. Seeing her intention to hit him, he chuckled lowly, placing his warm hand over her eyes, coaxing, "There, there. Sleep now." He had no intention to go any further. But neither did he have any intention of leaving. Lucille turned around, pulling the blanket tightly around her, treating him as if he were nothing but air. Joseph didn't seem to mind at all, the corners of his