Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 55: "I think you're feeling hot. You have sweat all over your forehead." Candice's gaze narrowed as she focused on his handsome profile. Suddenly, she placed her slender arms around his shoulder. "Take it off. You'll melt in it." As Candice spoke, she removed his suit jacket, thinking he must be uncomfortable in it. She was surprised by how many clothes he had on. Milton couldn't even utter a sound. Unconsciously, he swallowed as she flirted with him. After a drink, it was clear that Candice's behavior had changed significantly.

The distraction of Candice tugging at his clothing while he was driving was enough to make him miss a turn. There was nothing he could do but comply with her wish. So, he removed his jacket and tossed it aside. At first, he didn't feel so hot, but as she flirted with him in this manner, everything changed. "Okay, you look fine now." Candice nodded with satisfaction as she released him. At that moment, Raul called. Milton answered promptly. "How did it go? Did you get the address?" Raul stammered, "No... No, I haven't.

Bettina said you're free to take her to a hotel or to your house, whatever you like." Raul abruptly ended the call after saying that. Milton was left speechless. He was confused for a second, not knowing what to do. His eyes swept over Candice briefly. The thin shoulder strap of her dress slid down as she rested her head against the seat. The sight was so captivating that he quickly covered her with his suit jacket to hide it. Because if he didn't, he'd probably cause a car accident. At that moment, Milton pressed the accelerator to the floor.

He ultimately decided to book a hotel room for Candice. Eventually, they arrived at the nearest five-star hotel. Milton got out of the car first and then wrapped her in his suit jacket. galnovℯℓs․com keeps you updated "Can you walk?" he asked. Candice simply replied, "Sure." She made it from the parking lot to the hotel lobby with his help. The bright yellow light in the hotel lobby was charming, casting a warm glow that made everything seem lively. By this point, Candice's vision was completely blurry, and as she walked, her body shook uncontrollably. She looked at Milton with a heavy head.

His handsome features were enough to leave anyone, male or female, in awe. She had to ask. "You're beautiful, Mr. Lopez. You've definitely had cosmetic surgery, haven't you? It's hard to believe you haven't." Milton's expression changed. At least, she knew him now. "I'm intrigued. Can I touch your face?" Candice squinted her eyes and leaned in close to Milton. Inside the confines of the suit jacket, she reached out and touched his face, pinching it several times. "It has a pleasant, stretchy feel.

Nothing suggests you've had cosmetic surgery." She gave a thumbs-up and continued, "It's completely natural. The identification process is complete." Milton couldn't believe her! "Ouch!" Candice suddenly yelled in a hushed voice. "I forgot that you have a serious mysophobia. No one is allowed to touch you! I'm sorry. Let me clean you up." After saying that, she spun him around with her small hands. It seemed more like she was taking advantage of him by touching him all over. Once again, Milton was left speechless. When she got tipsy, this lady absolutely misbehaved.

What kind of lady would openly flirt with him like that? Additionally, the volume of her voice was drawing the attention of nearby people. "Stop it already!" Milton reprimanded her in a hushed tone. More and more people were watching, and he tried to keep the situation from becoming too humiliating. Candice suddenly lifted her head from his hold and began unbuttoning his shirt. She gazed at him with her gorgeous, watery eyes. In a lighthearted tone, she said, "I got it. You think I can't get it clean, don't you? Just relax; everything will be OK. Just take it off, and I'll clean it.

Take off all of your clothing. I assure you that you'll be happy with the outcome. Come on now!" By now, Milton was almost petrified, standing still in shock. He hastily put his hand over her mouth. Where was she going with that? So many people were watching and listening. Fuck!! To say he was ashamed and humiliated would be an understatement. . . .