Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife-Chapter 73 - 85 The Counterattack of the Black-hearted

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Chapter 73 -85: The Counterattack of the Black-hearted Demon Queen (2)

Chapter 73 -85: The Counterattack of the Black-hearted Demon Queen (2)

A man in front of her had his entire face buried in her chest, making it impossible for Isabel Smith to discern who he was. His clothes seemed neat enough, with one hand circling Evelyn Osbert’s waist and the other sneaking inside her skirt hem…

How incredibly sensual was that scene?

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Evelyn Osbert, a name with a gentle and cultured ring to it, had a matching appearance. Although she was not as dazzling as Isabel Smith, she had her unique grace and poise, like a white lotus flower blossoming above mundane worldly matters.

Throughout the entire Bellshire Commercial Area, Evelyn Osbert had an impeccable reputation. She always spoke softly and delicately, never at odds with anyone, unlike Isabel Smith’s straightforward and domineering temperament.

In fact, some even said that Evelyn Osbert was the best wife material among all Bellshire’s socialites.

The pair inside did not notice their romantic rendezvous had been discovered and continued passionately, showing every intention of keeping their secret intimacy going.

“Mm…so comfortable…faster…” Evelyn Osbert arched her neck, expressing an ultimate sensation. Her words were lascivious, to say the least.

Upon hearing Evelyn Osbert, the man chuckled and then Evelyn’s moans grew more colorful and intense: “Ah…yah…mmm…”

Isabel Smith was known for her thick skin, and her outspoken antics were filled with a rowdy air. She was young when she first pursued Percy Stanton, openly using salacious vocabulary like first kiss and first night without shame.

But at this moment, the sounds and scene inside even managed to overwhelm someone as bold as Isabel Smith. She turned her head away, unable to hold back a flush on her face, thinking smugly in her heart: I’d really love to reveal this scene to the public and let everyone see the true colors of this highly praised Evelyn Osbert!

“Little enchantress, I can’t hold back anymore…”

“No…I can’t be away from the wine party for too long, or Grandma will think I’m rude. She might scold me when we get home. So please hold back for now. After the party, I’ll come visit you, okay?” Evelyn Osbert’s voice was soft and coquettish.

Isabel Smith felt a shiver run through her body, and goosebumps covered her skin.

However, the man seemed to relish Evelyn Osbert’s sweet whispers, laughing in a low and pleased tone. He then reluctantly kissed Evelyn Osbert twice before whispering into her ear, “All right, I’ll wait for you tonight. I’ll make sure I take good care of you!”

“Oh, stop it—” Evelyn Osbert raised her hand, feigning shyness as she playfully slapped the man, then lifted her head and pecked a kiss on his cheek. “All right, you go in first. I’ll come in later.”

“Mmm, see you tonight.”

With that, the man tidied his disheveled clothes with swift movements.

Isabel Smith quickly turned around and hid herself in a corner. After a short while, she saw the man walk out of the balcony and stride directly into a nearby banquet hall.

Only after the man had vanished from sight did Isabel Smith emerge from the dimly lit corner, her eyes glancing around before beckoning a nearby attendant. When the attendant approached, Isabel took a glass of red wine and nodded, saying, “Thank you.”