Ewan Forrest appeared cold and indifferent.
But Dirk Carter knew that her desires in that area were much stronger than her sister Rose Forrest.
After all, the number of "exchanges" between them was far more than with Rose Forrest.
It's just her personality.
Ewan Forrest was not as carefree as Rose Forrest.
For a woman.
The current scene was scorching and pulse-racing.
In an instant.
Ewan Forrest's breath noticeably quickened.
Her face was flushed with red.
Her naturally large eyes were filled with desire, almost overflowing.
"What's wrong? Why do you seem a bit unwell?"
Dirk Carter asked deliberately.
Ewan Forrest touched her burning face with her hand and stammered, "No... nothing, maybe... maybe the air conditioning in your room is too hot."
"I didn't turn on the air conditioning."
Dirk Carter mumbled.
Instead, Ewan Forrest found herself at a loss for words.
Dirk Carter stood up.
He walked over to Ewan Forrest.
And said, "Come, let me take a look."
