Chapter 13

Yasmine was already waiting for Vespera at the practice range.

She wore a pastel yellow sports dress that hugged her curves. Her voluminous waves cascaded effortlessly over her shoulders, exuding a perfect blend of youthful charm and seductive allure.

As soon as she saw Vespera, Yasmine sighed in exasperation. "Ugh, you might as well wrap your whole neck up while you're at it."

Vespera smiled lightly. "I'm here for a job opportunity."

She didn't think there was anything wrong with her outfit-a sky-blue sportswear set, her hair pulled into a sleek high ponytail, and a touch of natural makeup. It was clean, professional, and appropriate.

"Vera, men are visual creatures."

"If Dominic just wanted a pretty secretary, that position wouldn't still be open."

Yasmine playfully poked her. "Being beautiful and being competent aren't mutually exclusive. Lucky for you, I bought a spare outfit. We're about the same size, so you're wearing this."

Before Vespera could protest, Yasmine grabbed her and dragged her into the fitting room, practically shoving her into the new outfit.

Since she was counting on Yasmine to introduce her, Vespera couldn't exactly refuse the favor.

When she walked out, she had transformed into a total knockout.

A white sleeveless crop top paired with a black pleated mini-skirt hugged every curve, accentuating her toned figure. Her long, sculpted legs stretched out endlessly, a vision that could make any man lose his mind.

"Oh my God—" Yasmine gasped dramatically, covering her mouth.

"Vespera, you've been hiding all this? Luke is an absolute idiot for not

appreciating what he had. And Tina? What the hell does she have that you don't?"

Vespera pretended not to hear the last part.

She frowned at her reflection, feeling uneasy. Dressed like this, it would be easy for Dominic to assume she was trying to seduce him.

"Yasmine, I don't know if..."

"Shh..." Yasmine silenced her with a finger, then fished her phone from her purse and answered the call.

and Mr. Reid are already there? Great! We'll be right

choice but to go along with it. They

way, Vespera asked, "Yasmine, have you

six. My parents took me to the Reid family's Christmas party. Back then, he was still a kid-pale, chubby, and ridiculously cute. But he moved overseas when he was ten, so he's barely been

"I see..."

picture a steaming, fluffy bun. The golf cart

vast, open green appeared

edge. Closer to them, two men stood engaged in conversation, both dressed in sportswear. Vespera's gaze landed on one of them, and

all-white athletic set. Broad shoulders, a tapered waist, and an air of effortless refinement made him

the sculpted lines of his face, casting sharp shadows along his jaw. His features were so breathtaking that they almost

vision blurred for a

had seen Alban before, so the man standing beside him could

"Dominic!"

excitement. "Oh my God! He looks nothing like he did as a kid. How did he grow up to be so tall

"This is bad."

too? What, did you fall for him at first sight? Completely swept off your

was worse than if

cart came to

men, who had been deep in

friendly smile, his eyes flickering with

hand, Dominic barely reacted. A brief flicker of surprise crossed his gaze before it was replaced with a cold, distant indifference, a wall that made it clear he wasn't someone

Vespera toward

figured she might as well give it her best shot, no matter how slim her chances

"Mr. Clarke, Mr. Reid."

warmly before eagerly introducing Vespera to Dominic. "This is my best friend,

edge, but she kept her smile

I was wondering why the lovely Ms. Gildon would suddenly show up here. And

greeted him politely before turning to Dominic. Keeping her voice composed and professional, she said,

moment the words left her mouth, she

her. "Pleasure to meet me?" Dominic's deep,

She pretended not to hear the underlying meaning

of silence before she looked at him, a hint of apprehension

thought, "Just go

she was thinking. His lips curved slightly, amusement glinting in

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