Joanna Lawrence struggled a bit with embarrassment. Feeling the arm around her waist tightening its hold, she quickly gave up resisting.
Then, she obediently let Ashton Heath hold her.
Although she couldn't see what Jeremy Lawrence's expression was at the moment, Joanna could guess.
Her face was a bit hot, a faint blush appearing on her fair cheeks. She pursed her lips and softly replied, "Um, it's resolved."
The man's warm, large hand pinched the soft flesh on Joanna's waist. He glanced outside the window and said quietly to Zack, "You can go now."
"Yes, Mr. Ashton."
Zack started the car and also looked outside the window.
At the gate of the Benington Villa, a young man in a white suit was looking their way.
Although his appearance was inferior to their Mr. Ashton, the man was still quite handsome.
Among ordinary people, he would also be considered outstanding.