EuropeNovelBrad, a man of power and influence, had no reason to take issue with someone as inconsequential as Zara. Besides, she had done him the small favor of asking Nadine the question that had been eating at him.
When Zara apologized, Brad simply dismissed it. Still, his gaze never left Nadine.
Nadine could feel a sharp gaze boring into her and knew exactly who it belonged to. But she refused to meet his gaze and instead chose to chat casually with Zara.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe dinner lasted an hour and a half. The atmosphere wasn't exactly lively, but it wasn't dreadful either, mostly thanks to Zara's efforts to keep the conversation going.
Seraphina had taken a genuine liking to Nadine, frequently showering her with compliments. Nadine responded with warm smiles, her demeanor humble and polite.
Brad, on the other hand, remained silent the entire time, sitting there with a stern expression on his face. He couldn't help but feel agitated as he watched Nadine smile so brightly at Seraphina.
To suppress his growing anger, he rose from his seat and went to the restroom to collect himself. After washing his hands, he stepped out, only to have someone bump into him. Out of courtesy, he steadied the person in his arms before stepping back to put sdistance between them.
The person who had crashed into him was Zara. Her face was flushed from the alcohol, and her eyes were misty and glazed. The moment she realized who she'd run into, she smiled brightly. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Hamilton! Thank you for helping me. I would've embarrassed myself otherwise!" It was still cold outside, so most people layered coats over sweaters. Once they were inside with the heating on, they'd take off their coats. The restaurant had their heater on, so Zara wasn't wearing a sweater or coat-just a white camisole.
With her coat left in the private verea dining room, everything was on full display. The thin straps of her camisole revealed her shapely figure and the curves of her body were accentuated in all the right places. And what was even more striking-if not outright S scandalous-was that she hadn't bothered wearing anything underneath.
The outline of her body was easy to make out, and the white fabric left little to the imagination. Her full curves, slender waist, and youthful energy were on full display, making her appear incredibly alluring.
Zara had a captivating smile on her face, her gaze dreamy as she looked at Brad with a spark of fire dancing in her eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrad scowled, deeply uncomfortable with how close she was to him. He took a step back to create sdistance between them before barking, "Get lost!" With that, he turned on his heel and walked away.
In truth, he hadn't even noticed what Zara was wearing. He hadn't even really looked at her. His thoughts were consumed by Nadine, leaving no room for anyone else.
Zara, without any shame, darted forward and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind "like you, Mr Hamilton! I've liked you for a long time! Please have me! I don't want anything in return-I don't need a title or a ring. I just want to be yours! I don't need you to take responsibility!" After hearing that, Brad's irritation boiled over. His brows were knitted together as he shoved the woman off his waist with disgust. "Where the fuck are my bodyguards? Why are you lot just standing there? Do something!"
His bodyguards hurriedly stepped forward and restrained Zara. Brad shot her one last disgusted look before returning to the sink to wash to his hands. Without sparing her another glance, he walked past her, his eyes dark with anger.
Enraged by his coldness, Zara's eyes welled up with tears. Unable to hold it in, she yelled after him what's so great about Nadine, anyway? She doesn't even want you! Why are you so obsessed with her?"
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