I Saved A Mystery Billionaireac (Eudora)
Chapter 937 Do You Like Alva a Lot?

Alva took a shower in the bathroom and came out wrapped in a bathrobe after a long time.

John was standing in front of the window wall smoking a cigarette. Alva glanced at the brand-new set of clothes on the bedside.

Her eyes sparkled as she said softly, "John, don't peek, okay?"

John heard it and turned around. Alva was in a bathrobe and had no makeup on. Her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, revealing her smooth and tender neck and her delicate and seductive collarbone. Two bulges stood tall on her chest. She was stunning.

John could not help but be awed by Alva's beauty.

He must admit that the Eudora and Alva sisters were the most beautiful women he had ever seen. They were breathtakingly beautiful, even without makeup.

However, the difference was Eudora was like a goddess to him, holy and unattainable.

In fact, Eudora was even a little distant and immaculate. Unlike Alva, who was basically a slut.

Eudora was a girl from the countryside, while Alva was a rich and famous lady from a wealthy family. Yet, their personalities were completely opposite. How ironic.

How could John not know that Alva was seducing him?

He stubbed out the cigarette, walked up to Alva, wrapped his arms around her waist, and moved forward. "What, I'm your boyfriend, can't I see?" His domineering words were utterly different from his gentle personality.

There was even a split second when Alva sensed a dangerous vibe in John's eyes that shrouded and lingered around her.

Alva pursed her red lips lightly with a shy and coquettish expression. "Jo-John, I'm not ready."

She put one hand between the two, covered her chest with the other, and murmured with her head bowed.

"Silly girl."

John leaned over and kissed her lips. Like a catalyst, the kiss ignited a flame, and things got steamy.

At some point, the bathrobe on Alva's body had fallen to the floor, and the two were already intertwined on the bed.

On the next day.

John asked Eudora to go home together. He lied that his car was sent to the shop for maintenance, so he wanted to take Eudora's car. Eudora readily agreed.

Eudora went to pick up John, and the two drove home.

On the way, Eudora tentatively asked, "Do you... like Alva a lot?"

Alva's slutty behavior appeared in John's mind. It was no different from a hooker. The self-love and dignity of a wealthy lady were nowhere to be found. There was a little contempt and coldness in his eyes.

"She's a nice girl," John replied out of conscience.