"You!" Mia Foster choked, confronted with Felix Shaw's smug expression, and suddenly sneered coldly, "If you don't even have the ability to get a woman off, what makes you think you qualify to be a gigolo!"
"Cough cough!" Across from her, Titus Zane's coughing erupted, his hand covering his mouth; following that gesture, Nathan Moore, holding her hand, also lifted his, turning his face to the side, his expression somewhat unnatural.
In the past, it was Sophie Foster and Nicholas Croft discussing bedroom matters in front of everyone; now it was Felix Shaw and Mia Foster's turn.
During that accidental meeting in Paris, Mia Foster had clearly said they were already divorced, and now...
Was it her being too conservative or truly out of touch with the times? She always felt such private matters should be discussed behind closed doors. In front of so many people, the two discussing it didn't seem to mind, but she, the listener, was embarrassed.
