Chapter 886
Even though I was used to Reynaldo's perfect physique, at this moment, with a row of top male models standing bare-chested in front of me, I couldn’t help but be stunned.
Vonnie’s eyes widened, and a silly smile appeared on her face.
Johnathan beside her was almost going crazy, reaching out to cover her eyes, only to be pushed away by Vonnie.
Kimberly suddenly laughed and said, “It seems like Ms. Avila and Ms. Duffy really do like male models. Look, when the male models took off their clothes, both of them couldn’t take their eyes off them."
I just can’t keep up with the trends; I’m so conservative in my thinking. I just felt that as a person who now belongs to the Lord, I shouldn’t be engaging in these activities. Speaking of which, Ms. Avila and Ms. Duffy are having a blast.”
When Kimberly said this, Reynaldo was staring at me with dark, intense eyes, and a hint of coldness. I have to say, this man is a bit neurotic. Isn’t that him, the male model, who is about to get angry again? I really saw it.
I sat up straight, puffed out my chest, and sneered at Kimberly, “Look at what Ms. Palmer said, today’s game is organized by Mr. Humphrey, and the male models were also chosen by Mr. Humphrey. Ms. Palmer just said 'we shouldn’t hire male models,' and now she’s saying 'we shouldn’t be playing these games.' Your point is that Mr. Humphrey shouldn’t have organized this gathering tonight, and it was also wrong for Mr. Humphrey to hire male models. Ah, it was Mr. Humphrey’s stepsister, acting all high and mighty, constantly embarrassing Mr. Humphrey.”
Kimberly looked at me blankly, as if she hadn’t expected me to refute like that. She spoke anxiously, as if wanting to explain.
The investor on the side smiled and said, “Yes, yes, yes, just have fun with Mr. Humphrey’s team. If you think you shouldn’t play, then be conservative and go back to stay, but don’t embarrass Mr. Humphrey here. Yeah, it’s just having a male model accompany you for drinks, nothing more. Yeah, we used to order prostitutes when we were doing business outside before."
Seeing that the investors were all speaking up for me, Kimberly’s expression changed again and again. In the end, she could only bite her lip and suppress her resentment, no longer making a sound.
Vonnie was thrilled and muttered, “Serves them right." Kimberly did deserve it, always fooling around and seeking attention. She was not embarrassed; the investors next to her were embarrassed for her.
I was criticizing myself in my heart when a low voice came faintly.
“Are male models’ abs… attractive?”
I was taken aback and instinctively turned my head, only to meet Reynaldo’s cold and stern gaze. This question, although he did not directly ask who, his gaze was towards me. So everyone automatically assumed that Reynaldo’s question was directed at me, and no one stepped forward to answer it.
Kimberly also reminded me with a smile, “Ms. Duffy, Reynaldo asked you a question. Are male models’ abs attractive?”
At that moment, everyone was staring at me. Anton wriggled his lips as if to help me speak.
I beat him to it and smiled at Kimberly, “So handsome, I mean, which woman wouldn’t be dazzled by so many perfect abs. Of course, Ms. Palmer may not be a woman.” With that, I smiled at Quentin and said, “Quentin, you should take your girlfriend for a check-up later, just to make sure she’s not a transsexual.”
Kimberly was so angry that she held her breath.