Irene suddenly found her confidence.
'Hmph, everyone wants to be Stephen's mistress—who's really any better than the next?'
"I'm Mr. Wilde's personal assistant. You're just his sister-in-law, and you're sticking your nose in everything. Aren't you afraid of burning out?"
After delivering her retort, Irene sneaked a glance at Stephen, noticing he didn't seem to care at all. That realization hit her hard—looked like this sister-in-law meant nothing to him. Her attitude grew more arrogant by the second.
Her hands moved from his head to his shoulders, massaging as she cooed, "Mr. Wilde, does that feel good?"
Stephen responded nonchalantly, "Mm."
"Stephen!"
Charlotte stomped her foot and pouted, trying to win Stephen's attention with a cute act. "If you need a personal assistant, why hir
