Chapter 1639: Chapter 1642

Selina leaned closer, her finger trailing down from his chest.

“Would you be willing to be my backer?”

Aldrich’s wicked grin widened as he pinned her beneath him.

“You’ve always been the fantasy of my youth,” he confessed.

Selina’s laughter rippled through the room, contentment lacing her voice.

She knew the power of offering these men just a taste; they’d become spellbound by her allure.

Their passion was on the brink of reigniting when the shrill of Aldrich’s phone sliced through the moment.

He hesitated, reaching for the device resting on the nightstand.

His mother’s name flashed on the screen.

“Just a second, darling.

I need to take this,” Aldrich murmured, giving Selina’s breast a gentle squeeze before sitting up to answer.

“Hello?”

“Aldrich, where are you right now?”

“I’m out.

What’s up?” Aldrich responded, trying to focus as Selina’s fingers roamed provocatively over his skin.

His gaze, heavy with desire, returned to Selina, cupping her breast firmly and drawing the quilt over her head to muffle their playful struggle.

“I wanted to check in on how things are with Jenifer Mendez,” his mother continued, mentioning the woman chosen for him to marry.

As he watched the quilt’s movements, Aldrich replied nonchalantly, “ALL is well between us.

”

“When can we sit down with her parents to discuss your marriage with Jenifer?”

After a brief silence, she added, “Aldrich, you’re not getting younger.

Marriage is due.

I ran into her mother today, and she seemed eager to gauge our stance.

Jenifer’s family holds considerable esteem in Wragos.

A marriage with her could bolster your career prospects.

It appears her parents hold you in high regard.

Hesitate too long, and Jenifer might be swept away by another suitor.

”

Aldrich pondered her words before replying, “Alright, let’s plan for tomorrow evening.

”

“Is that a yes? Wonderful, I’ll let Mrs.

Mendez know,” his mother concluded, her voice brimming with elation.

Aldrich ended the call.

Selina emerged from beneath the quilt, having caught fragments of a conversation she couldn’t quite make out.

“Who was that? Sounded like a woman,” she inquired.

Aldrich, with a trace of a smile, carelessly tossed his phone aside.