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 his ego

"Just alright?!"

Leda hummed in

your instant noodles? They're getting

quickly went back to slurping up his

noodles, an empty wine glass was thrust in

clear glass, its curved sides, and Leda's slender fingers holding it unexpectedly caught his eye. Her delicate wrists, the fair

up, his expression a mix of

"Another glass."

"Oh, right!"

state, he reached out to take the glass but instead grabbed her

electric, sending his head down

shock

Snap!

was taken aback, instinctively retracting his hand,

"Why'd you hit me?"

for wine, not a sleazy move. That's for being

mean to... It's not like I touched

losing steam as

was a lack of conviction or simply embarrassment,

glared, "You're

me elsewhere? How about you shoot for the stars instead? Clearly, you're too used to

en

I didn't slap your face. And

was at a

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