Ashton Heath pinched her chin and gently kissed her.
"What shower gel do you use? It doesn't smell the same as mine."
"Where... Where is it different?"
They were clearly using the same bottle of shower gel.
Both were lemon scented!
"It just smells different to me." "I can smell the scent of peaches."
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
"Ashton, I still need to look at the script..."
The phone was taken away, and Ashton turned off the bedside lamp.
His voice was deep and soft, with a hint of temptation: "Be good, we'll look at it tomorrow."
*
The next day.
After freshening up, she went downstairs.
"Ms. Joanna."
Mr. Rowan stepped forward and respectfully asked, "Would you like to have breakfast now, Ms. Joanna?"
Joanna Lawrence nodded, and Mr. Rowan immediately arranged for someone to prepare it.
After breakfast, Joanna was considering whether to go to Heath Group to find Ashton when she received a call from Linda.
"Joanna, there's a Charity Gala tonight, do you want to go?"