Chapter 118

Matilda eyed Adrian’s flippant demeanor, and memories of that rainy night he toyed with her came flooding back. Her expression chilled instantly as she snapped. “Mr. Simpson, step aside, please.”

Without uttering a word, Adrian seized her wrist. Before Matilda could grasp what was happening, he was dragging her towards another private room in the club!

“What are you doing?”

Her cry went largely unnoticed; in the noisy club, the staff mistook their tussle for a lovers‘ spat. especially given Adrian’s air of prestige. They stepped aside, none daring to intervene.

Despite her struggle, Matilda found herself hauled into the room.

Adrian pushed her inside with such force that she nearly lost her balance, steadying herself against a wall as the strobe lights flickered erratically, her face ashen.

Adrian hit the pause button on the music and quipped with a smirk, “Look who’s here.”

Everyone halted their revelry to turn and stare at Matilda.

The room was smoky, the lights dim, and there he sat, surrounded by women vying for his attention, ther center of gravity in a designer suit, looking every

blocking the exit. She

I brought you here. The least you could

her, the two of them exchanging glances like strangers before looking

she met Yvan’s icy stare, feeling

turned to ice.

laughed at herself, thinking, “Yvan, it was just wishful thinking on my

if I don’t want to drink?”

you really going to

he propositioned

colder than Adrian’s. “Mr. Simpson,

sentence, a woman had already risen to her side and

the

lett Matilda’s head

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