When Joseph's commanding presence entered the private room, Yolanda froze, her body tensing up involuntarily.
Arthur rose from his seat to greet him respectfully, "Mr. Sutton."
Joseph's gaze swiftly moved from Arthur's face to Yolanda's.
She usually wore no makeup, and since getting to know her, Joseph had never seen her in makeup or wearing anything as revealing as a strap dress.
The bright red color made her stand out radiantly, strikingly beautiful.
Noticing Yolanda's hesitation, Arthur gently nudged her. "Oh, on your feet and show your respect, dear. This is Mr. Sutton."
Unexpectedly, as Arthur's hand touched Yolanda's arm, Joseph's expression darkened noticeably. He could barely restrain himself from pulling her to his side.
Yolanda stood, her form-fitting dress unintentionally
