The faint scent of oranges still lingered in the gym, along with the warmth brought by Charlotte.
Leandro walked up to the fascia gun, bent down, picked it up, and put it back in its original position.
The positions were all misplaced, and Mrs. Romero still wanted to lie.
Tsk.
Since yesterday, after almost getting caught by Leandro at the gym, Charlotte has been too afraid to go to the gym in the afternoon to exercise.
I went to bed early last night and got up early this morning.
After she had breakfast with Leandro, she helped him tie his tie and saw him off at the villa gate. She watched the black Bentley slowly drive away before turning back to the villa to change into her sports attire.
Just finished breakfast, it was not suitable to do too intense exercise. She took a break for
