Chapter 120 Keeping Him Worried
Under the dim lighting. Hadley’s complexion turned ghostly pale.
Her eyes flicked to Elvin, and then to Adonis.
Neither of them spoke, but their looks said enough–they were silently telling her to endure Wayne.
Elvin’s words in the elevator echoed in her mind. Taking a slow breath, Hadley forced herself to move, hesitantly placing her hand in Wayne’s.
A burst of laughter escaped Wayne, his amusement evident. But instead of simply holding her hand, he tightened his grip and yanked her forward, smoothly shifting his arm until it wrapped around her waist.
The instant his arm locked in place, Hadley’s entire body stiffened.
Her fingers curled into tight fists, her nails pressing sharply into her palms.
“How old are you? And what’s your college major?”
“I’m twenty–four…” Her voice came out faint, barely above a whisper. “I studied modern dance.”
“A dancer, huh?” Wayne’s gaze dragged over her. “No wonder you’ve got such a fantastic figure.”
Wayne lifted his glass toward Hadley with a smirk. “Come on. Let’s have a drink to celebrate our meeting.”
“Yes…”
Hadley took the glass, her fingers trembling slightly as she gripped it. Her pulse pounded in her ears. “Mr. Walters, aren’t you going to drink with me?”
Wayne waved a hand dismissively. “You first. And I’ll finish the rest. That makes us look close, doesn’t it?”
His lighthearted tone drew chuckles from the men around them.
Hadley remained frozen in place, still clutching the glass. A subtle tremor ran through her.
“Go on, drink.” Wayne’s voice held a teasing lilt. “No need to be so tense. I’m not forcing you to finish it all… I’m known for spoiling beautiful women, you know.”
As he spoke, his hand slid around her waist.
Hadley tightened her grip on the glass, forcing herself to believe that if she just drank, he might finally let her
go.
But just as she brought the glass to her lips, she stiffened in shock.
Wayne’s hand was drifting lower, creeping down her thigh.
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That was it. Hadley’s composure, already hanging by a thread, snapped.
She had been forcing herself to endure his touch, to stay silent, to play along
But this this was something no woman should ever be expected to tolerate.
Before anyone could react, she hurled the drink straight into Wayne’s face without a second thought.
“You little-!”
Wine streamed down Wayne’s cheeks, dripping from his chin. His face twisted with rage as he shot to his feet, cursing furiously.
With a sharp swipe, he dragged the back of his hand across his face, and then lunged for Hadley.
“You bitch!”
room rang with the sharp crack
the glass against the table’s edge.
the floor, leaving her with nothing but the
sharp tip pointed directly
come near me!”
“Hadley!”
his face as he reached for
me! Stay away, all of
now, her entire body
broken glass raised, ready to strike at anyone who
malice. “Look at this crazy bitch! You think that’s gonna
come any closer…”
head, her grip tightening around the broken stem until the jagged edges dug into her fingers. Crimson streaks welled up, stark against
my
dripped with arrogance as he stormed forward, closing the distance in two long strides. He grabbed Hadley’s wrist with a
gasps, and her grip on the broken glass wavered. She looked as if she might collapse at
is
amused chuckle rippled through the
sharply toward the voice.
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been lounging on a row of couches in the corner, rose at an
“Mr. Flynn?”
“Mr. Flynn…”
away their prior expressions, replacing them with carefully measured,
them quickly offered.
a business gathering–a discussion about
was backed by East Entertainment Media, a subsidiary of the Flynn Group, Eric’s
wasn’t unusual.
shown up as a
left in the hands of
enough before making his exit. Yet, in that brief window of
Wayne
locked onto Hadley.
of emotions flickering beneath
he even say?
days, and yet here
Eric approached, her mind still a complete blank. She felt as though she knew this man -and at the same time, as if he
parted slightly, her breath coming quick
SR
sigh, rubbing his forehead
feeling lightheaded. I should get
responded immediately, seizing the opportunity to show deference. “Mr. Flynn, allow me
escort you
out.”
you.” Eric waved him off without hesitation, and then, without breaking stride, pointed at Hadley.
behind his words was crystal
in the room needed further explanation–Eric had taken an interest in
alone left no room for objections.
from the sidelines, knew there was nothing he could do
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