Chapter 487 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• "Well, you're not Steven. Give me up. When Amelia struggled, her cheek blushed shyly. No guy had ever held her before. Amelia pushed the man away by pressing her hands on his chest as her legs began to weaken. "What? Are you only able to be held by my brother? Do you mean to imply that you like him? Hunter's eyes lingered on the lovely face of Amelia. Her red cheeks and the droplets of perspiration on her forehead exuded a sense of innocence. Hunter was tempted to ravish her by that expression.
• Wyatt had wonderful genes, and his wives were all quite attractive. Among all his ladies, the most beautiful was Celeste, who used to be an actress. Amelia's mother's beauty was passed on to her. Hunter, like other males, was astounded by the sight of stunning women. "N-No." Amelia's face became quite crimson. "Then I ought to take you to sleep." Hunter kept his tights on. Keep her skinny. "Mr. Lovett, I'm all right. I am capable of taking care of myself.
• You're not even able to stand. Avoid making things difficult for yourself. A little distant from a brush between lips, Hunter leaned forward and brought his face closer to hers. If Amelia hadn't pressed her arms against his chest, they would have been closer. "Steven isn't the only person who was your childhood pal. I was also present. Avoid becoming a stranger."" Amelia was sobered up by a worried voice. Hunter may have just snatched a kiss from Amelia if Steven hadn't arrived in time.