Chapter 257: A Critical Strike
"You're incredibly bold, American. Killing Mr. Regan's son and then demanding he apologize to you?" a sultry voice interrupted before Mandel could explode. "I don't know if you're brave or just stupid, but I must admit—I admire your confidence."
The voice belonged to the alluring female ninja, Tiffany, who sauntered toward John with a seductive smile playing on her glossy red lips.
"It's impossible for Mr. Regan to apologize to you," she said smoothly, "but... I can."
She walked up to John, her hips swaying with every step.
And then—
A shocking scene unfolded.
Tiffany began to strip off her clothes right in front of him, revealing her sinuous, voluptuous figure, oozing temptation and confidence. Wrapping her slender arms around John's neck and her long, bare legs around his waist, she pressed herself against him intimately.
Clearly, this was the kind of "apology" she intended to offer.
John glanced down at the ample curves rubbing against his chest, then chuckled. "Well, if you're willing to apologize on his behalf, I won't object."
His hands slid to her waist and gently squeezed.
A flicker of triumph crossed Tiffany's eyes. She leaned in, her tongue delicately snaking toward his ear.