141. Mr. Zhang

"Are you ready?" Glenn asked Hazel. Hazel looked so beautiful tonight, wearing a long emerald green lace dress, adorned with long dangling earrings in both ears.

"Please, love," Hazel requested, holding out a thin chain necklace with a pendant shaped like a teardrop diamond.

Glenn immediately put the necklace around Hazel's slender neck, and once he succeeded, his fingers lingered on his wife's neck.

He traced Hazel's neck with gentle movements, making Hazel shudder. "Love..." he murmured softly because their evening could be postponed if Glenn asked for another round of their bedroom game.

"What, can't I admire my own wife?" Glenn teased, searching for an excuse.

"You can do it another time, dear..." Hazel pleaded desperately. She imagined the series of preparations she had done since the afternoon so that tonight she would appear perfect. She didn't want to embarrass Glenn; this was their first gala dinner with millionaires from around the world. Very important people who were rarel