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Scarlet paused her drinking and inquired, “What should I do?”

Bowen turned to Thiago and asked, “Mr.

Blake, what do you suggest?”

Bowen’s tone suggested that Thiago could do whatever he wanted with Scarlet.

Initially, Thiago had maintained a polite demeanor, but now he realized.

Bowen had no concern for Scarlet’s well-being.

Even if he was to overstep, it wouldn’t matter.

“Haha, I would feel bad if Miss Fernandez apologized.

Miss Fernandez, why not sit and enjoy a drink with me instead?”

Thiago saw an opportunity with Scarlet.

Revealing his true character, Thiago pulled Scarlet onto his lap.

Scarlet stiffened, filled with anger and humiliation.

She had hoped for an escape, but her fiancé had once again thrust her into the clutches of another man.

“Why aren’t you drinking? Do you need me to help you?”

Thiago’s gaze lingered on her lips, his hand creeping from her waist to her hip.

Scarlet’s expression shifted, yet she managed to muster a forced smile.

“Mr.

Blake, allow me to assist you.

”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

As she spoke, she brought the glass she was holding to Thiago’s lips for him to drink.

Thiago took a few sips and then glanced at the glass, realizing something.

“Miss Fernandez, isn’t this your glass? Let me find the right words.

Did we just indirectly kiss? You’re okay with that, right?”

Scarlet smiled awkwardly, inwardly cursing his brazenness, yet she refrained from showing her disdain openly.

Bowen chuckled and remarked, “Mr.

Blake, you are a valued guest.

As long as you are pleased, all is well.

”

Encouraged by Bowen’s words, Thiago gripped Scarlet more boldly and with less restraint.

“Miss Fernandez, the wine from your glass tastes better.

Why don’t you continue to serve me?”

Thiago didn’t take the glass himself, continuing to impose on her.

His hand boldly slipped under her dress, creeping further up her leg.

Scarlet felt both humiliated and furious.

She glanced at Bowen, hoping for some intervention.