Chapter 220: Disliking It

The scene was inexplicably harmonious. The man was tall and handsome, wearing a white suit that accentuated his prince-like elegance, making people willingly submit to him.

His unparalleled demeanor should have placed him at the pinnacle of success, yet he willingly crouched in front of her to tend to her wound.

The scene was sweeter than any idol drama, with many girls casting envious glances and screaming in excitement.

Cheyenne felt nothing but embarrassment.

A cold gaze shot towards her like a sharp blade of frost in winter, full of dominance.

Kelvin watched the intimate interaction between the two with an inexplicable jealousy rising within him. He had known Sam for years and had never heard him talk about women before. Everyone in Akloit knew that Master Sam suffered from mysophobia and gynophobia.

At a social event once, a female server accidentally touched his hand and was immediately fired by Sam. He turned pale as he walked towards the bathroom amidst everyone’s stares. When he came out again later on, both hands were red from washing them too much.

But now he knelt down before Cheyenne with tenderness on his face as he helped wipe away the wound on her knee. Why? Did he like Cheyenne?

When did this start?

Kelvin’s mind kept wondering about these questions that seemed unbelievable to him.

He thought back to a few days ago when they played pool together; after which Sam personally drove Cheyenne home. Since then, Kelvin had noticed show Sam treated this woman differently.

her eyes; she used to admire Sam when she was younger because of his talent and looks

be aloof sometimes, Sam always appeared gentle without ever getting angry; there would always be warmth behind those

one by one did everyone realize there lay beneath this man’s gentle facade

do – why specifically choose

while Mr. Lara follows along devotedly? Now even Master Sam is taking care of her with such

Cheyenne have

so awkward. You must have seen the way people are looking at us, like they want to tear me apart. It’s terrifying,” she said. And it wasn’t an exaggeration; the stares were

He just smiled with a hint of natural charm in his eyes as he spoke clearly, “As long as you

The second time he acted like a gentleman and now on their third encounter, he was helping her bandage up her wounds?

in fantasies; Kelvin had taught her what reality meant through some painful

a bow around her knee before tightening it which made her grit teeth in

other delicate ladies who whine over every little thing,” remarked Sam who had seen many spoiled rich girls complain over small injuries or post them on social

warrior with strong

are you here?” She asked

I came because your dominance attracted me here; I thought there might be

referring to when she

complimenting or

is fun and satisfying! If you want to experience it too, then your

joke but surprisingly enough, Sam nodded his head approvingly while indulgingly saying, “Sure thing! As long as you’re happy, Miss Lawrence, material possessions mean nothing.” Everyone present felt emotional hearing this statement – things that others worked hard for their entire lives were treated so casually by these

in her heart. But she refused to believe that Sam could

forget about it. I can’t afford your

if Abbie and Kelvin weren’t even there, leaving Kelvin feeling betrayed by both his friend and the woman he loved. Abbie’s pitiful crying only added to his frustration. “Kelvin… Miss Lawrence smashed your car. I’m sorry, I

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