Chapter 175 Recommending Himself
Corrine’s gaze lingered on Nate’s meticulously buttoned collar. The subtle curve of his Adam’s apple, now partially visible, only heightened the allure of his features, making him seem even more captivating than before.
Her brows knitted together as she pressed her lips into a thin line, taking in the fac that seemed to cast a spell on everyone around him. She couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. It was always because of this face.
Nate noticed the slight furrow in her brow, his expression curious. “Still upset?”
A slow smile curved across Corrine’s lips, her gaze becoming playful as she met his eyes. “Mr. Hopkins, your charm is truly unmatched. No wonder you seem to captivate
everyone you meet.”
“Well, hearing that from you, I must admit, it’s a bit of an ego boost,” Nate said with a smirk. He tightened his hold around her waist, pulling her closer, and then teasingly pinched the soft flesh at her side. “I didn’t realize I was that charming”
Corrine’s expression flattened, but her thoughts were anything but calm.
What a show–off.
Nate caught the fleeting look on her face and chuckled, enjoying the playful tension between them. “I wonder, though… are you perhaps interested in me?”
His voice, smooth and seductive, drifted into her ear, sending a wave of warmth down her spine. Corrine’s breath hitched, her heart suddenly fluttering in her chest.
She didn’t answer right away, simply keeping her eyes fixed on him, the silence between them thick with unspoken words.
Nate noticed the blush creeping up her neck, his smile widening in triumph. He leaned in closer, his chin resting on her shoulder, his warm breath sending a shiver through her as he whispered, “I’m not interested in anyone else. I just want to use this face to charm you, Miss Holland. Will you come with me tonight?”
His breath on her ear was like a flame, hot and electrifying, making her senses momentarily numb.
The intensity of the moment made Corrine’s heart race uncontrollably, her fingers. curling reflexively.
She glanced at him, her smile now playful, and asked, “Mr. Hopkins, are you trying to recommend yourself to me?”
“Would you accept?
Corrine’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “I’ll think about it.
Standing by the door, Zack overheard their conversation, feeling like an unwanted
observer.
What really threw him off, though, was Nate’s attitude toward Corrine.
In Zack’s mind, Nate had never been the patient type.
He had little tolerance for things that didn’t pique his interest, let alone the idea of humbling himself to charm a woman.
Zack turned and walked away, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
As he entered the hall of the club, he spotted Jules, who was getting ready to make a
call.
Zack’s gaze flickered as he approached, his voice low but friendly. “Jules.”
Jules glanced up and saw Zack walking toward him, offering a smile in return. “Zack,
it’s been a while.”
“Too long,” Zack said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigarette. “How about
a drink?”
Jules hesitated, eyeing the cigarette, and then looked back at Zack. Zack raised an eyebrow, teasing, “Not available now?”
“I’m free,” Jules replied with a nod.
As they made their way out, Zack pulled out his phone and quickly typed a message to Nate. “I’ve taken Jules away. Today’s bet is settled.”
When Nate read the message, his smile grew even wider. He reached for Corrine’s hand and said, “Gourmet Spot?”
“Sure,” she replied, her voice smooth.
At Gourmet Spot, Leah had nearly drained her savings to hush the reporters.
She had escaped trouble, but her father, Corey Burgess, wasn’t so lucky.
This year, a sudden crackdown on tax evasion had ensnared the Burgess family, making them a prime example of the crackdown.
The Burgess family was well–known in Lyhaton. Despite their expended energy and resources over the years, they’d managed to build valuable connections.
They had even gotten close to people in key departments.
In the past, whenever there had been the slightest hint of trouble, Corey could’ve prepared in advance. But this time, both Leah and her father were caught completely off guard.
Leah looked across the table at the man seated before her, Kason Collins, her eyes
pleading for a solution. “Mr. Collins, we’re alone here. Can you just give me a direct
answer? Is there any way to fix my father’s situation?”
