Wilbur's attire was swiftly removed with ease. Not wanting to yield, he tore Hannah's expensive evening gown into pieces, leaving her adorned with only a pearl necklace. After that, a fierce storm of passion ensued. Hannah let out a painful cry, only to be engulfed by a wave of pleasure right after that. After half an hour, the two of them lay on the sofa, drenched in sweat. Hannah clung tightly to Wilbur, her face flushed with happiness. "I'm sorry," Wilbur suddenly said. Hannah shook her head slightly, saying, "Don't say that. I know your relationship with Miss Yves." "Then you?" "I willingly accepted it. I just can't resist your charm. Don't you think I'm overly infatuated?" Hannah asked with a wry smile. Wilbur sighed, not answering her question. The next morning, Wilbur entered the president's office. He spent the whole morning there before he emerged, heading to Saturn Village. No one knew what they talked about, but after Wilbur came out, the presidential
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