Three stunning women stood before Joe, exuding an alluring charm that would likely captivate any man. Yet, Joe appeared dissatisfied. Skylar realized then that Joe must have very high standards. She couldn’t help but wonder what kind of woman could possibly catch his eye.
Joe’s expression grew colder as he turned to Skylar and said, “I have better choices. Do you really think I’d be interested in the people you send?”
It was only then that the others noticed Skylar’s presence. She stood there, observing the scene with calm curiosity.
Beautiful women often enjoy comparing themselves to others, and the moment the three sisters noticed Skylar, their expressions soured. Their goal today had been clear: to capture Joe’s attention and get into his bed. But now, there was another woman in the room, one whose beauty seemed to surpass theirs.
Their father had assured them that everything had been arranged perfectly. He had even suggested they dress beautifully for the occasion. They had prepared a cello and flute outside, ready to showcase their talents and wait for Joe to choose one of them. But now, the woman in the room appeared even more stunning than they were.
Skylar noticed the three sisters eyeing her, and she offered them a polite smile. None of them smiled back. It was clear that Joe didn’t even seem to notice them. Despite their upbringing, which had cultivated their elegance and poise, they realized that Joe’s indifference wasn’t due to any fault of theirs. It was because of this woman—Skylar.
The middle-aged man, who had orchestrated the whole affair, seemed taken aback. He hadn’t anticipated that someone else would be there. He had carefully arranged everything, believing that the evening would unfold according to plan.
“This…” he began, faltering. He had never heard of Joe being involved with anyone. Usually, Paul would be around Joe, ensuring everything went smoothly. Over the years, many women had tried to get Joe’s attention, but none had succeeded. Why was this different? And why was this woman—clearly more beautiful than his daughters—here now?
One of the sharp-minded sisters, with long flowing hair, quickly stepped forward and tried to salvage the situation. “Mr. Martin, I’m particularly skilled at playing the flute. I’ve won numerous competitions. Perhaps I could play a piece for you and this lady to enjoy?”
The middle-aged man, who had always favored this daughter for her quick wit, breathed a sigh of relief. He was thankful that at least one of his daughters knew how to handle this situation. Without her, he would have been humiliated.
He had invested everything in this plan. No matter what, he had to get one of his daughters into Joe’s bed. Once that happened, Joe would become his son-in-law, and everything would be set.
Skylar, who had initially planned to excuse herself to the restroom, now felt disinterested in leaving. Instead, she decided to stay and watch the performance.
The lady played the flute beautifully, and Skylar found herself enjoying the music while also sampling more of the dishes. The atmosphere seemed to relax around her.
However, midway through the performance, Skylar suddenly felt an odd sensation. It wasn’t a sleepy dizziness, but something more strange—a slight disorientation, as though she were being drawn in. Her gaze naturally turned toward Joe, who looked particularly handsome and charming tonight. She couldn’t help but feel inexplicably attracted to him.
Joe’s eyes, deep and intense, met hers. It felt as though there was a burning intensity between them, something unspoken but undeniable.
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