Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 20: This Guy Has No Sense of Shame at All!
The key is you can’t afford to offend the Ford Family.
The Ford Family can bring down any household with minimal effort.
In the end, the Lee Family could only swallow their pride and send their heartbroken daughter abroad.
Of course, in such families, interests take priority, and the Ford Family used some shares to silence the Lee Family.
But Mr. Sutton and Mrs. Sutton absolutely did not want to see such things happen.
Zia Sutton was getting anxious, thinking about his fairy-like sister who just returned, always so well-behaved—how could she associate with such scum?
He abruptly thought of Landon Ford.
At the party yesterday, he and his sister met Landon Ford, and Landon even asked his sister to be responsible...
He couldn’t tell if Landon was joking or serious, but for now, he felt Landon wasn’t unreasonable, much better than Levi Blair.
But why would he care about this matter?
Nothing has actually happened yet; the Sutton Family’s worries are useless.
After listening to his parents discuss the matter, Zia spent the entire night tossing and turning in bed.
Next door, the fairy sister knew nothing, busy watching people argue on Weibo.
A fan of Julius Lucas mockingly replied: "What, in a week are you going to the heavens? Whenever I insult you, I have confidence! Ha!"
Thea Shaw certainly wasn’t going to the heavens, as for Julius Lucas, who knows.
Weibo was bustling, then another message popped up.
"Banquet: Doesn’t the responsible person know to greet proactively?"
Thea Shaw: ...
She almost forgot she had an inexplicable man added on her phone.
"Thea Trouble: Hello."
Thea Shaw: ...
Her WeChat ID was quite trendy.
On the other side, Landon Ford saw Thea Shaw’s reply and raised an eyebrow slightly.
He had just finished showering, wearing a bathrobe, towel-drying his hair, and remembering someone who ’sullied’ his reputation and played dead, so he took the initiative to send a message.
Seeing this conventional greeting, it seemed like he could envision the girl with a stern face on the other end.
Landon Ford chuckled softly, suddenly thinking of something.
In the moonlight, the girl had her gaze seemingly scalded away by his open collar...
Landon’s eyes darkened slightly, spreading a strange smile, as he opened his bathrobe.
Thea Shaw initially thought it was just a simple message.
A minute later, she received Landon Ford’s latest message.
"Banquet: [Picture]"
Caught off guard, the moment she saw the photo, Thea Shaw blushed as if her face was set on fire for the first time in her life.
It was a topless photo of him in a bathrobe, the open white robe bolder than a black shirt, fully displaying his chest, with the robe hanging at the sides of his waist, accentuating his perfect eight-pack abs that teased the senses.
Too sudden, Thea Shaw’s first instinct was forgetting to close her eyes, rendering her stupid.
The chest was smooth, with distinct lines, not overly exaggerated, with a long neck, distinct collarbones, no face was captured, only a slightly raised chin visible enough to entice.
This...
This person is simply outrageous!
Shameless, scandalous!
This—
How could his physique be this good?!
Thea Shaw snapped back, closing her eyes, but quickly realized she was alone in her room, no one else could see.
No one was around.
She stealthily opened a slit with her eyes again.
Perhaps it’s because such perfection seemed unreal and unrealistic; being well-mannered for thirty years, Thea had a deeply rebellious streak within her.
She swiped her fingers across the photo on the screen—zooming in.
