Credence kept drinking. Under the dim light in the room, his handsome face could not be seen clearly, let alone any emotions on it.

He held the glass of red wine tightly, but his expression was indifferent.

The man, Bob Walker, noticed that Credence had no intentions of helping Dorothy. He licked his lips and continued to flirt with her. "Dorothy, your figure is perfect. I like it. Well, as long as you take off your dress and let us enjoy the view, we will fulfill whatever request you make!"

Her request was for Credence to agree to a divorce. Could these men be able to help her? Impossible.

Dorothy...