Chapter 1000:

Corey’s look was incisive, as if slicing through Pierre. “What happened between you and Gemma while I was gone?”

Corey was an entirely different person when anger consumed him. His usual calm demeanor turned icy and ruthless, his words cutting like shards of glass.

Pierre was well aware of Corey’s reputation—cold, unyielding, and not above having someone killed to make a point.

It was precisely this reputation that kept Pierre honest. Lying to Corey wasn’t an option.

“Miss Hampton was unwell. With Sheila absent, I stepped in to care for her. During that time, she was too afraid to sleep alone, so I stayed on the sofa in her bedroom every night.”

Corey’s eyes narrowed, his gaze chilling. “Every night?”

lowered his head slightly, his

sharp, mirthless laugh. “And you didn’t touch

of that one unexpected moment. The faint, intoxicating scent lingering from

almost venomous. “No touch. And

Pierre replied, “No.”

Corey doubted Pierre hadn’t peeked at Gemma when she dressed lightly or accidentally revealed her skin beneath her clothes. Corey’s rage erupted.

composure was that of a man with nothing to fear—nothing

the hospital room earlier, he suspected she might have developed feelings for

Pierre was Gemma’s personal bodyguard, he was assigned to stand guard at her bedroom door. Plus, it was

a rugged masculinity, his features hardened by

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