A Cue for Happiness

Samuel glanced at Natalie briefly with a meaningful look in his eyes. With his lips slightly raised, he said, “Ms. Nichols, your vigilance is truly over-the-top. However, what are you afraid of? Are you worried that I’d want something from you?”

Natalie was feeling extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.

The man’s eyes were focused on her face as if he was trying to stare right through her soul.

Finally, she understood why he was rumored to be an immensely dominant and difficult-to-deal-with man. None of the people who were once targeted by Samuel was able to escape from his clutches.

It wasn’t that she didn’t take him seriously before this, but she simply didn’t want to be associated with such a dangerous person in any way.

At that moment, Gavin came in and reported, “Sir, the meal is ready.”

Samuel’s lips were slightly curved upward when he said, “Ms. Nichols, let’s dine together. Have a taste of my chef’s work.”

Natalie didn’t try to reject, merely following Samuel into the dining hall to have their meal.

The dining table was laden with all sorts of delicacies. Right after she took her seat, she began digging in. Although she was pleasantly surprised by the chef’s cooking, she still managed to control herself while she ate. Thus, she survived the session without any incident.

Right as she was almost done with her food, Samuel’s phone began vibrating.

“Please excuse me,” he said.

“Go ahead.”

When Samuel left, Natalie was finally able to relax for a bit.

making things unnecessarily difficult for me. Could it be possible that I

her food when she felt something cool and soft on her

What the hell?

to see a snow-white snake twirling itself around her calf, slowly inching its way up her leg. Its eyes were clear and amber-colored, and it kept flicking its tongue from time to

nineteen, Natalie had been living in the countryside. There would always be snakes in

came to the city, she rarely had the chance to see snakes

lifting it right in front of her

home with her if it didn’t have an

Moony?” A childish voice could

“M-Moony?”

Moony to a little boy, who was standing at the

dark eyes were fixed intently on her. His good looks were even comparable with that of Xavian and Clayton’s. Upon closer observation, she noticed that the little boy looked somewhat similar

walked toward Franklin before squatting down in front

when she looked into the little boy’s dark eyes. “Is its

lips and snorted. “You’re unattractive, but you’re rather brave.

it back to you.” Natalie placed Moony on Franklin’s

again, never once averting his eyes from her face. “I called you unattractive just now. Why are you not mad

appear ugly, she wasn’t the slightest

there’s no reason for me to be mad about it.” She rubbed Franklin’s head, which was bristly

already five years old. Still, his head had

Even the woman who gave birth to him would be