Benson glanced at the distance between the two. Since the woman had left, Lynn moved to the side, for fear of sitting close to him.

This woman would take advantage of him.

According to his wife's status, she couldn't bear any grievances, but she didn't give him any sweetness.

Look at the female companions they brought; they are all considerately sitting next to the man, peeling grapes and feeding wine. How considerate.

Benson came to the conclusion that Lynn was a different woman.

Boring, Lynn yawned again.

Quentin made a high-pitched suggestion.

"Let's play dice, and the loser drinks."

Several people nodded in agreement, and at the same time, everyone...