Chapter 141

She laughed, her movements effortless and teasing as she danced around Isidore Connor.

Not merely fumbling but deliberately touching him at places where men were susceptible as if her hand grazed over him unintentionally.

"Should I tempt you, I wonder. Or perhaps, I should undress here, right in front of you. Let everyone witness, or perhaps you and I should retire to a room where you can 'inspect' whether I'm enticing enough."

After all, Isidore Connor was a man. Having been tormented by the loud noise of these people for days, his patience was wearing thin.

Yet, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but rather, he was hesitant. Madelyn's audacity was far too unsettling and untamed.

Seeing the look in her eyes, he sensed she would follow through, and with a reluctant sigh, he decided to go along.

"Why so quiet, Mr. Connor? Allow me to coax some words out of you." With those words, her roving hand slip