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.

not wanting

"Just alright?!"

Leda hummed

gonna finish your instant

gone soft?" York quickly went back to slurping up his

noodles, an empty wine glass was thrust in front

holding it unexpectedly caught his eye. Her delicate wrists, the fair back of her hand, even the nails painted a soft pink hue mesmerized him. "Did you

mix of confusion

"Another glass."

"Oh, right!"

he reached out to take the glass but instead

his head down

shock

Snap!

his hand,

"Why'd you hit me?"

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

was an accident! I didn't mean to... It's

losing steam as

a lack of conviction or simply embarrassment, he definitely

"You're thinking

for the stars instead? Clearly, you're too used to

en

yourself lucky I didn't slap your

a loss for

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