Logan was drinking. He didn't even know how many glasses of wine he had already. Under the dim, yellow lights in the private room, his handsome face was blurred out completely. No one could read the expression on his face.
His long, slender fingers clutched the glass filled with red wine tightly, and his gaze was indifferent.
When the man who spoke noticed that Logan had no intention of helping Elena out, he licked his thick, greasy lips and continued to tease her, "Miss Elena, you look so pure and innocent on the surface, yet you have such a hot body. You're really something. I like you. As long as you take off the dress you're wearing and let us enjoy the view underneath, we'll definitely satisfy your every request!"
All she wanted was for Logan to agree to a divorce with her. Could
