Chapter 416

As Winter stood before the mirror, she kept staring and admiring her own figure.

“Hmm… Not bad at all.” Smiling and nodding in satisfaction, she decided to take the one she tried on.

However, she was about to unhook it when she realized that she was unable to.

She fumbled for the hook, only to realize it was stuck.

She started to panic right then, but the more she struggled, the tighter the bra became.

As she sweated all over her brow, she gently knocked on the door.

Frank, who was standing outside, asked, “Yeah? What’s up?“”

“Uh, Frank…” she murmured softly. “Is the retail assistant still there?”

Frank looked around, but the retail assistant was nowhere to be seen. “No. Is there a problem?

ET Winter immediately felt embarrassed to death and whispered, “What about Aria?”

“She got into another changing cubicle, and she’s still in there.”

“What?!” Winter was speechless–Aria was always dropping the ball!

Having no choice, she asked, “Could I ask you for a favor, Frank?”

“Sure,” Frank quickly replied.

Winter opened the door slightly, saying gingerly, “Just come in here for a moment…‘

“What?” Frank was dumbstruck. “I… probably shouldn’t?”

Winter’s cheeks were beet red, her voice tiny even as she realized he misunderstood. “That’s not what I mean! My bra hook is stuck and I can’t detach it. I need your help here–I can’t go out, y’know!”

Frank understood with a start–he should have known Winter was not like that.

Still, he looked around to make sure no one was inside before sneaking inside the changing room.

He quickly saw that Winter had nothing on aside from the bra, her fair skin in full view as she hung her head, keeping her arms over her chest as she muttered, “Frank, could you take a look at the hook?”

Frank’s gaze never strayed, since he really considered Winter his sister.

Moving behind her, he chuckled. “You locked it. I’ll help you.”

“Okay,” Winter said without hesitation but flinched when Frank’s hands touched her skin the next instant.

The warm, hot sensation almost drained her dry right then!

“What’s wrong?” Frank asked.

Winter shook her head repeatedly. “N–Nothing… Could you hurry up?”

“Okay… Just a moment…”

Frank frowned–he was feeling hard–pressed too, since he did not grow out his nails and the hook was locked tight.

He suddenly sighed, his warm breath blowing across Winter’s smooth back, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from making a sound…

“Done!” Frank soon succeeded after considerable effort.

And once unfastened, the bra started to slide off…