He gave a helpless smile, and the others also came to their senses.
"Eldest Young Master Benson, if you're not going to introduce this beauty, then just head next door and get a room. Spare us this lovey-dovey display!" Charlie Evans tossed his cards onto the table, leaned back in his seat, and casually lit a cigarette.
The people present all laughed silently.
Kaitlyn Webb's face turned crimson upon hearing the man's words, and just as she was at a loss, Morgan Benson had already released her.
He lowered his head, staring at her flushed cheeks. His handsome face was gentle, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, exuding utmost tenderness.
Kaitlyn gazed at him almost dreamily, her heart racing like a startled deer, as if she had returned to those youthful days of budding affection decades ago.
Brother Morgan... She bit her lip, momentarily unable to find her words.
