She was caught in a dilemma when Stellan Sutton beckoned her over and pointed at the surveillance upstairs, "Don't worry, there's a camera here. They can't take anything out of context."
Eve Sherman didn't mind much personally; she was more concerned about affecting Stellan Sutton.
Since Stellan had said so, if she didn't complete this dare today, they probably wouldn't let her go.
"President Sutton, I apologize in advance, and I hope you understand."
She bowed respectfully, stretched out her hand, and, biting her lip, swiftly brushed her cheek against Stellan's.
Even though it was just a brief moment, it felt as though something burned her, and her face instantly heated up.
Everyone didn't want any intimate actions between her and Stellan, so they let her off, thus followed the punishment of a ten-second stare-off.
Stellan's eyes were deep and captivating, especially those dark pupils, like obsidian.
