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.

Yvan in the crowd, the most conspicuous of all. The room was smoky, the lights dim, and there he sat, surrounded by women vying for his attention, ther center of gravity in

Adrian was blocking the exit. She forced a smile, realizing she

arm, thrust a glass of liquor into her hand. “Come on, I brought you here. The least you could do

two of them exchanging glances

she met Yvan’s icy stare, feeling as

turned to ice.

was just wishful thinking on my part, hoping you’d stand

don’t want to

to throw

the bar when he propositioned her

was colder than Adrian’s. “Mr. Simpson, don’t you already

sentence, a woman had already risen to

the

Matilda’s

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