After dinner, Angelo sat in the tub and cursed at Drake for the pain in her leg when there was a knock at the door.

She got up, dried herself, put on a corset, and wrapped herself in a bath towel before she opened the door.

“What’s wrong, Drake?”

Seeing Drake standing outside, Angelo didn’t dare to do anything but forced a smile.

Angelo had a red tinge to her face after a bath, and her delicate collar bone was exposed, looking seductive.

Drake looked away to cover the restlessness in his eyes.

“We’ll climb the mountains tomorrow morning.”

After saying that, he closed the door at once and walked...