Chapter 517

York gave Leda a look that screamed, "You expect me to believe that?"

As she turned to head back to her room, he suddenly piped up, "How about a drink?"

Leda glanced back, her eyes sweeping over the frosted decanter.

It was her favorite wine, perfectly chilled...

"Sure, pour me a glass!" she couldn't resist the temptation.

York immediately went to grab glasses.

"Here, try this. I promise you'll love it!" he boasted as he handed her a glass.

Leda took it with a smirk, "That's because my taste in wine is impeccable."

"Of course, your taste in wine and my skills make a perfect match, right?"

"Your 'skills' are questionable at best. Leave me out of it." Leda retorted, taking a sip.

York was left speechless, clearly not used to losing.

With just one sip, Leda had to admit, York did have a knack for this.

"Not bad, huh?" he asked, a hint of pride in his voice.

wanting to inflate

"Just alright?!"

sip, Leda hummed in

finish your instant noodles?

quickly went back to

his noodles, an empty wine

clear glass, its curved sides, and Leda's slender fingers holding it unexpectedly caught his eye. Her delicate wrists, the fair back of her hand, even the nails painted

mix

"Another glass."

"Oh, right!"

reached out to take the glass but instead grabbed her

moment felt electric, sending his head

shock

Snap!

aback, instinctively retracting his hand, only to

"Why'd you hit me?"

for wine, not a sleazy move. That's

accident! I didn't mean to... It's not like I touched you

trailed off, losing

a lack of conviction or simply embarrassment, he definitely didn't have the upper

glared, "You're thinking

the stars instead? Clearly,

en

didn't slap your face.

at a

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