Jenny Armstrong had all the right curves in all the right places.

At one glance, she looked as attractive as a doll.

Many men who walked past her couldn’t resist looking at her for a few seconds longer.

Meanwhile, Henry Armstrong parked his white Bentley in the parking space behind her.

However, Henry hadn’t gotten out of the car yet.

“Hello, Sister-in-law … I’m Jenny…” Jenny quickly stepped forward and held Georgie Clementine’s arm affectionately. Jenny seemed very outgoing.

In fact, she