Chapter 228 Become A Woman Worthy Of Him

When I heard that, apprehension assailed me — I felt as though I was the person being interviewed. As I was afraid of hearing something I wouldn't be able to accept, my heart hammered wildly. Throughout it all, I held my breath in fear that I might mishear a single word. With a hand propped under his chin, Christopher lounged on the sofa languidly. It was a simple posture, yet he emanated regality, making many of the women standing below the screen shriek in excitement. A few brazen women even started whistling, commending his good looks.