Chapter 27

Meanwhile, in Sparrow Residence, Spencer was wearing a white bathrobe. The front of the robe was loosely tied shut, and a sliver of his muscular chest was exposed.

His bangs were dripping with water after his shower. The crystalline droplets slid down the sides of his perfect face. They rolled past his strong jaw and sexy throat before finally seeping into his bathrobe which left a lot for the imagination.

He gave off the vibe of a nobleman. He looked like the perfect hunk who just got out of the shower.

After quickly cleaning up, he changed into a pair of silk pajamas. Then, he picked up his phone and saw a text from Lucille ten minutes ago.

"Sorry, I was in the shower and didn't see your message," he typed.

Lucille was lying in bed when she received Spencer's reply. When she saw what it said, her mind immediately began to run wild.

She slapped herself on the forehead and instantly returned to her senses.

"No worries. In that case, get some rest. See you tomorrow!" she wrote th