Chapter 445

Alaric was a womanizer. But it was his first time being flirted with by a woman.

He felt as if his masculine dignity was crumbling to dust.

Alaric’s disdain and prejudice hit Hertha like a sharp needle. She felt a pang in her heart.

But she quickly gathered her composure, lifted her chin and looked him in the eye. She admitted it outright, “Yes, the wildcat is now scratching you with its claws.

So what?”

“You…” Alaric, a playboy who had charmed countless women, was left speechless by Hertha’s brazenness.

Stewing in his annoyance, he was unable to refute her confidence and candor.

Frustrated, he huffed, “I’m a dream you’ll never attain! Go home and sleep; you’ll have everything you want in your dreams!”

With that, he stormed off.

elevator but realized this was a

lousy neighborhood? I can’t even find an elevator.”

that, he quickly headed

watched his retreating figure, snorted, and stuck out her

dream I’ll never attain, huh? Just watch me!

Inside the apartment.

was overwhelmed with embarrassment; her head hung low, and she was not knowing what

with her hands.

lifting her face to meet his gaze. His other hand rested on

close that a slight movement would result in a

breath, her body tense and nervous, “Mr. Sinclair, don’t do

his wildness from the night before was still fresh in her mind, and her muscle moves were still carrying

seemed to still carry his warmth too.

yet recovered, and he was already being so

handle

you hiding from me, huh?” Lysander’s voice was icy cold; his voice went up, hinting at his

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