No Strings Attached

Chapter 100

The young celebrity was pulling out all the stops to climb into bed with the crown prince of the Hayes family. But, throughout their encounter, lan didn’t so much as bat an eyelid her way, let alone make any physical contact with her.

Feeling deflated, she stood to grab a drink but stumbled, pitching forward toward lan’s arms. With a cigarette clamped between his lips, lan watched her with icy detachment. Just as she was about to tumble into his embrace, he shifted abruptly to the side. The celebrity crashed into the back of the couch, and her nose bled from the impact.

Chase, witnessing the whole fiasco, laughed heartily. “Give it up, sweetheart. Your little tricks won’t catch his eye.”

He tossed a wad of cash at her, unceremoniously sending her packing without a second thought. Then, turning to lan with a smile, he teased, “You asked me to find you a lady, and I’ve brought you a good dozen. You haven’t touched a single one. What’s your game here? Are you playing me?”

He picked up his phone, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Or maybe I should call Clara, tell her you’re plastered, and suggest she comes to pick you up?”

The mention of Clara sparked a fleeting glint in lan’s otherwise dark, brooding eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. A dismissive smirk formed on his chiseled face. “As if I’m hung up on her. I’ve seen plenty of women, haven’t I?”

seen plenty, all gorgeous too, but not one has made it to your bed,

live without bringing her up, huh?”

without her. You’ve been drowning yourself in booze at bars; it’s a wonder you’re not

the jab to his pride and angrily knocked back several drinks in quick

this self–destruction, Chase dialed Clara’s number. The phone rang agonizingly long time before she finally picked up.

for an

for you?” Clara’s voice, cool

him. Shadows flickered in his deep–set eyes, his grip on the glass tightening. Yet his face remained an impassive mask.

speaker. “Just checking in to see how your father’s doing.