Ms. Smith, Focus!

Liam Johnson was putting on a show, and Ava Brown's husband cooperated knowingly: "Ava Brown's college classmate, Emma Smith. She's a talented woman and a piano teacher."

Liam Johnson chuckled: "So it's Teacher Smith!"

He seemed friendly and extended his palm.

Around them, those men of noble birth wore intriguing expressions and some were envious! They could all tell that this beautiful Teacher Smith was here for Liam Johnson.

Someone cheered: "Mr. Johnson is so lucky."

Emma Smith was, after all, a bit shy. She had never witnessed such a scene before and reached out her hand rather bashfully.

Her soft palm was grasped.

Liam Johnson let go as soon as he held it, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth: "Teacher Smith, shall we have a round?"

After saying that, he walked towards the golf course, as if not giving her a chance to refuse.

Emma Smith had no choice but to follow.

Behind them, Oliver Garcia was holding the golf club, looking sullen.

...

Liam Johnson was in a great mood. Emma Smith said she didn't know how to play and he wasn't annoyed.

"I'll teach you!"

As soon as he said this, others knew what Liam Johnson meant and their looks became even more ambiguous.

Emma Smith wasn't stupid. Liam Johnson being close to her only meant one thing -

He didn't like Oliver Garcia!

Emma Smith stood in front of Liam Johnson, allowing him to embrace her from behind. She was wearing sports shorts, exposing a large section of her fair legs that were tightly against him. Even, she could feel the heat from his body.

Emma Smith's face was burning hot.

"Teacher Smith, focus!" Liam Johnson's thin lips murmured close to her ear, just like the whispers between lovers.

Emma Smith was stunned.

Liam Johnson had already held her hand and swung the club.

Applause rang out around them. The flattery from those people was extremely nauseating.

"Mr. Johnson and Teacher Smith cooperate so well."

"It's because Mr. Johnson led well!"

"Mr. Johnson, with one more swing, it'll go into the hole."

...

Men were used to talking like this and didn't think it was a big deal.

Emma Smith's face had a light flush.

Liam Johnson pressed against her tender earlobe and chuckled: "Teacher Smith, shall we have another swing?"

He was skilled and indeed got the ball into the hole with one swing.

There was more applause around. Liam Johnson's handsome face was charming and full of vigor.

Emma Smith's body trembled.

Today, clearly she intended to seduce, but was at his mercy.

She had a hunch that if Liam Johnson wanted to flirt, 95% of women wouldn't be able to resist. It's just that a man of his status wouldn't easily lower himself.

Emma Smith was held in his arms and several more balls were hit in.

During the halftime break, Emma Smith sat beside Liam Johnson. He didn't talk much to her. Mostly, he discussed business matters with others and occasionally touched on legal affairs.

Emma Smith was very pleasing.

Passing drinks, fetching towels... Liam Johnson accepted naturally.

Ava Brown thought there was a chance.

She pulled Emma Smith into the restroom and whispered: "I really couldn't tell that Mr. Johnson is so flirtatious! I met him a few times at gatherings before. He always looked serious."

Ava Brown was afraid that Emma Smith would play with fire and get trapped because it was unlikely that Liam Johnson, with his status, would marry Emma Smith. Besides, there was also Oliver Garcia in between.

Emma Smith saw it clearly. She whispered softly: "At most, it's just physical. I'm not that naive."

Ava Brown felt relieved.

The two were about to go out when Oliver Garcia pushed the door in. As soon as he entered, he pushed Emma Smith and pinned her against the wall, his face sullen.

Ava Brown was anxious and reached out to pull him: "Oliver Garcia, what do you want to do?"

Oliver Garcia pushed her away with a wave of his hand.

The door was locked.

Outside, Ava Brown was desperately pounding on the door panel and cursing in a suppressed voice: "Oliver Garcia, you bastard! Bullying a woman, what kind of man are you!"

This kind of childishness, Oliver Garcia didn't care at all.

If he wasn't ruthless, how could he have dumped Emma Smith and then pursued her relentlessly?