Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Brad, a man of power and influence, had no reason to take issue with someone as inconsequential as Zara. Besides, she had done him the small favor of asking Nadine the question that had been eating at him.

When Zara apologized, Brad simply dismissed it. Still, his gaze never left Nadine.

Nadine could feel a sharp gaze boring into her and knew exactly who it belonged to. But she refused to meet his gaze and instead chose to chat casually with Zara.

The dinner lasted an hour and a half. The atmosphere wasn't exactly lively, but it wasn't dreadful either, mostly thanks to Zara's efforts to keep the conversation going.

Seraphina had taken a genuine liking to Nadine, frequently showering her with compliments. Nadine responded with warm smiles, her demeanor humble and polite.

Brad, on the other hand, remained silent the entire time, sitting there with a stern expression on his face. He couldn't help but feel agitated as he watched Nadine smile so brightly at Seraphina.

his growing anger, he rose from his seat and went to the restroom to collect himself. After washing his hands, he stepped out, only to have someone bump into him. Out of courtesy, he steadied the person in his arms before stepping back

the alcohol, and her eyes were misty and glazed. The moment she realized who she'd

over sweaters. Once they were inside with the heating on, they'd take off their coats. The restaurant

left in the

verea

The thin straps of her camisole revealed her shapely figure and the curves of her body were accentuated in all the right places. And what was even more striking-if not outright S scandalous-was that she hadn't bothered

her body was easy to make out, and the white fabric left little to the imagination. Her full curves, slender waist,

her appear

gaze dreamy as she looked at Brad with a spark of fire dancing in

how close she was to him. He took a step back to create some distance between them before

even really looked at her.