The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 363 The Temptation

Chapter 363 The Temptation

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Samantha shot him a vicious glare before yanking open her bag to check inside. Only when she confirmed everything was still there did she let out a breath of relief.

“Next time, you won’t walk away so easy. Now get out of my sight!” she snapped before storming toward the elevator in a blaze of anger.

As the intern bent to gather the last of his papers, the faintest hint of a smile tugged at his lips.

Samantha might have gotten her hands on the toxin, but she had no way of getting close to Sloane now- let alone poisoning her.

At eleven that night, the sharp click of heels echoed down the hall. Samantha carried two glasses of red wine as she stopped outside Adrian’s study. The wine shimmered in the glass, picking up the same bold red as her painted lips. She tapped gently on the door, her voice dripping with sweetness. “Adrian, may I come in?”

files when a flicker of surprise flashed behind his gold-rimmed glasses. He set down his pen and looked up as Samantha pushed the door open. She was wearing a black slip dress, its straps

late. What is it?” His tone carried

back of his hand. “I heard you landed a big case,” she said, leaning forward

Samantha had confronted him

won.” He deliberately laid his pen across the space between them, the metal barrel gleaming cold in the light. “It’s

the pen aside. She knew

you afraid of?” she asked, sliding onto the desk, her heel brushing his suit pants. “Afraid of me…”

spilled as she leaned closer, running down his collarbone. Adrian jerked forward, gripping her wrist, but the instant he felt her pulse beneath his fingers, he recoiled as if

me to do this time?” His voice was rough, breaking with

jaw with a slow fingertip, her lips curling into a sly smile. “Why do you always think I want something from you?” She lifted the glass to his mouth, her voice low and teasing. “Tonight… I

tilted the glass, its taste mixing with the heavy

do you have any idea what you’re doing?” His voice was rough, his forehead beaded with

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