Fell in Love with Mr.Right at The Wrong Time

Chapter 69

The night sky was so dark it resembled the finest black fabric in the world.

Meanwhile, Nicole was leaning against the railing as she coldly stared at the turmoil unfolding beneath her with her eyes slightly lowered. The matter was supposedly resolved, but all of a sudden, a burning sensation surged in her body, eating away at her will. She bit her lips as she gripped the railing. Squinting her eyes, she had never expected the drug Lydia set up to be so strong, so her only option right now was to go home. As for her mother's innocence, one day, she would surely force it out of Lydia.

Right when she was about to leave, a man's raspy voice stopped her. "You're here, Miss Nicole Anderson."

Intuitively, she turned around, and her gaze fell upon Colton's sable eyes. She was stunned for a moment before quickly regaining her senses. She then pursed her lips and greeted him with a beam. "Yes."

Due to the night's dullness and the fact that there was no lighting where they were, their vision was almost pitch black, which was why Colton couldn't see her weird expression.

not going downstairs?" Colton took a few steps forward and

myself if I show up down there." Finished, she subconsciously gulped her saliva as she held her shaky body up with her hand. For some reason, Colton's approach gave her an irresistible sensation to get close to him. Hence, she clenched her fists and pricked her palms with her fingers, attempting to suppress her urge to act rashly. Colton said nothing more. He was aware of a thing or two about the grudge Nicole had against the Anderson Family, as well as how the Anderson Family was scornful of her. "Do you know what happened earlier?" Lowering his gaze, he casually quizzed

to be

answer, Colton lowered his eyes and softly uttered, "Nothing too important,

know, let's

inches apart. Yet, Nicole could still feel the itch in her throat and the thumping desire to pounce at the man. However, she tried to hold it in. As she lowered her gaze, she swiftly stated, "It's late. I should go." If she were to tarry any longer, she might actually do

you." His grab wasn't forceful. As he was holding her, he could feel the terrifying heat on her skin in his palm.

me what it is, President Gardner. I'll help you