Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 58 Not Picky? Do You Enjoy Skinny Dipping?

Lela looked at the sexy swimsuits under Starlit's brand.

They were beautiful, but perhaps a bit too revealing. Just a small piece of fabric. She looked up at Sylvester and said, "Actually, you don't necessarily have to wear a swimsuit to swim." Sylvester squinted his eyes and softly said, "Darling, are you suggesting... we swim without wearing anything?"

When did she say such a thing!!!

"Do you enjoy skinny dipping?"

When did she ever say she enjoyed skinny dipping!!!

Sylvester smirked and continued, "Well, skinny dipping is not off-limits either. I could kick everyone out of Dragon Manor, leaving just the two of us. What do you think?"

Lela blushed instantly when she heard his words. She considered herself brave because she didn't belong to the modern civilized humans. But compared to Sylvester, she was a small fish in a big pond.

The nearby staff and servants had also heard his words, discreetly covering their laughter. Mildred, the silly girl, stood nearby and upon hearing this conversation, immediately chimed in, "Sir, I'll order all Dragon Manor employees to take a vacation."

"No, that's not it," Lela quickly interjected, pushing Sylvester away and saying, "Who wants to skinny dip? Not me."

After speaking, Lela went to the Starlit employees to make her selection.

For a moment, everyone burst into laughter.

Sylvester smirked, even the corners of his eyes carried a smile. Seeing Lela blush, he waved his hand, and the servants hurriedly left.

The laughter abruptly ceased.

While choosing swimsuits in front of the employees, Lela silently complained in her heart.

Starlit President Charles is too irresponsible. What can these swimsuits possibly cover?

Are all the designers at Starlit going in this direction now?

No, this won't do! She must find time to reprimand him.

Sylvester noticed that Lela had looked at many but found nothing she liked, especially discarding the ones that were too revealing. He raised an eyebrow.

Then he personally came over and picked a relatively conservative light blue swimsuit with a one-piece skirt. The top was halter-neck, and the bottom had a flared hem. "This one."

Lela had looked at so many, and only this one caught her eye. "Hmm, just this. I don't want the others."

Pretending not to hear, Sylvester instructed, "Keep these. You can all leave now."

Lela: "."

Butler Trevil led the servants over, they collected the swimsuits, and the butler personally handed a red envelope over to the Starlit store manager and their group.

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Ten minutes later, Sylvester led Lela to the artificial beach.

Seeing this scene, Lela's eyes lit up.

She let go of Sylvester's hand and ran lightly, barefoot, toward the beach.

Sylvester remained in place, watching Lela's figure, his eyes filled with indulgence.

Yes, his girl should be carefree like this. Always carefree like this.

Lela reached the artificial beach, stepping barefoot on the sand. The sand was fine and soft, just like in her memories.

How long had it been since she played on the beach properly?

But her childhood memories felt like yesterday. She really wished that disaster had been nothing more than a dream.

Lela wore the light blue swimsuit Sylvester had chosen for her and a long chiffon sun-protective garment. It accentuated her fair, long legs, tantalizing to behold. Sylvester glanced lightly, his gaze narrowing.

Unaware of Sylvester's thoughts, Lela squatted on the sandy ground, cupping a handful of fine sand, letting it slip through her fingertips.

Time really passes by so quickly!

She was already eighteen years old.

After watching Lela play alone for a while, Sylvester approached her with long strides.

He squatted down, trying to meet Lela's gaze. "Do you like it?"