C115 Chapter 115: Wicked Hearts.

I stood in front of the tub, expecting a response. But I got nothing. They just stared at me like fools.

I tried to be polite, but my anger was simmering. As an only child, sharing my space—especially my bathroom—was unthinkable. Letting strangers see my body? A definite no. I knew respect was for everyone, regardless of status, but irritation won. Being naked in front of them was too much