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Chapter 1442 - Chapter 1442 442

Chapter 1442: 442 Chapter 1442: 442 Almost simultaneously, Catherine Carter caught a glimpse of Leonard Churchill’s gaze toward her from the corner of her eye.

How could she not have guessed what this guy was thinking?

She had seen that look many times before, and the lady of the Lionheart family felt no embarrassment.

Discovering Leonard’s gaze, her eyelashes fluttered with a hint of slyness, and the slightly open neckline dropped a bit further, allowing the alluring depths to be seen even clearer.

Leonard got an eyeful of dazzling skin and knew he was being teased again, letting out a light chuckle.

Catherine found it amusing and smiled coquettishly.

People who become friends often share certain traits.

This round of drinks brought Catherine and Seven Brown much closer.

The three continued to drink and chat, and the atmosphere grew even better.

As a result, both Leonard and Catherine drank quite a lot, while Seven Brown was completely over her limit.

Miss Rita, still alert in her mind, found her body becoming soft and did not shy away; she intimately slumped against Leonard.

Ultimately feeling unwell, Seven staggered to her feet and said to them, “Ah… it’s so hot… Leonard, you guys continue talking, I’m going to take a shower.”

With that, she headed straight for the bathroom.

Usually, when a guest says, “I’m going to take a shower,” it’s a signal that the conversation is over.

Catherine, though curious to continue watching Leonard’s slight embarrassment, also got up in good time, politely saying, “Rita, we have a negotiation tomorrow. I should head off now. Let’s drink together another time.”

However, Seven objected at this, turning her head to grumble, “Miss Carter, you might as well stay here tonight. Where are you going?”

She was aware of the relationship between Catherine and Leonard and didn’t mind it.

Moreover, now that they were truly friends, she minded even less.

And subtly, all the rooms in this apartment were interconnected.

The bathroom was nearby, only separated by a few glass partitions.

Seven, as usual, spoke while stripping off her tank top, revealing an unrestrained upper body under the lights, a boundless vista of spring scenery.

Catherine, who had been composed from the beginning, was taken aback by the sight, her pretty face momentarily frozen, “Ah… this…”

She hadn’t intended to intrude, and there were other times to interact with Leonard.

Before she could figure out how to respond, Seven was already stark naked, heading toward the bathroom: “Don’t go. After I finish washing up, let’s drink a bit more…”

Her tone was that “insistent” one between friends.

Catherine also realized, Seven’s shower was not an aristocratic way of urging someone to leave but genuinely wanting her to stay.

Unable to refuse and hesitating, Catherine could already hear the sound of running water.

Seven was filling the bathtub.

Unable to leave, Catherine simply settled down comfortably. Watching Seven and her slender legs, and her stunning back, she concealed a subtle smile and said, “Miss Rita looks quite spirited.”

With only the two of them at the table, Leonard, of course, knew that comment was teasing him.

Catherine continued, looking at Leonard, and asked, “Right?”

Leonard, not sure why, detected a hint of provocation in her words, pondered for a moment, and said, “Mmh, all’s good.”

It seemed that was what she wanted to ask?

“Hmph~”

Catherine listened to the prideful snort through her breath, clearly not disappointed with the answer, nor did she find it satisfactory.

Without Seven Brown present, Catherine Carter sprawled on the sofa like a queen, her gaze undisguised with that rose-like beauty, all delicate yet thorny.

Having had quite a bit of Dragon Root Wine, the young Lionheart lady’s eyes also betrayed a flirtatious air, “Oh my, I haven’t seen you in such a long time…”

Leonard Churchill listened and chuckled; she had said this several times tonight, each time with a different intention.

This time he detected a direct provocativeness.

Catherine truly found it amusing; she had never before seen Leonard Churchill so flustered.

Though clearly wanting to do something, he was still holding back someway.

This was something one would never usually see.

The coquettish smile on Catherine’s face grew even more unrestrained.

However, before the two of them could converse much more, suddenly from the bathroom, Seven Brown looked over and enthusiastically called out, “Miss Carter, since you’re not leaving tonight anyway, why not join me for a bath?”

This bold proposition instantly froze Catherine’s expression: “What???”

She had never encountered such a situation before.

The royal etiquette training she had received also had never covered what to do in such a situation.

The Miss of the Lionheart family, who faced thousands of soldiers without any change of color, was genuinely baffled at this moment.

Leonard Churchill, watching her sudden change of face, also found it amusing: You too have these moments?

Catherine caught that smidgen of schadenfreude in his eyes, as if poking at her competitive spirit, she stood up, haughtily pushed out her chest, glanced at Leonard Churchill, then responded to the bathroom’s invitation, “Sure.”

Leonard Churchill: “???”

Now, it was his turn to be stunned.

She had actually agreed?

Leonard Churchill truly hadn’t expected that Catherine Carter, a noble maiden with pride etched into her very bones, would consent to this?

Yet, Catherine proved to be more magnanimous than he thought.

Hearing Seven Brown’s calling and feeling a warm flush on her own skin, she stood and immediately walked toward the bathroom.

The room was already devoid of any real concealment or changing area.

She imitated Seven Brown: as she walked, she casually began to undo the buttons of her shirt.

Then she took off her shirt, placing it in the basket.

Reaching behind, she unfastened her bra, and in a blink, the upper half of her body was bare.

During the moment Leonard Churchill was spellbound watching, Catherine Carter was already completely undressed, standing at the bathroom door.

She didn’t forget to throw a provocative glance back: How’s this, pretty good, huh?

The bathroom had only two transparent glass panes, and Leonard Churchill, watching the two impeccably beautiful bodies inside, was taken aback.

Except in dreams, Leonard Churchill had never had such an experience, and for a moment, he found it impossible to avert his eyes from the enchanting scene before him.

And just then, an unexpected event unfolded once more.

Seven Brown from inside the bathroom called out again, “Leonard Churchill, do you want to join us for a bath?”

It was a casual invitation, like any ordinary day.

But now, it was different.

Because it was not just the two of them in the room.

There was also Catherine Carter, already undressed.