Chapter 18 Are you jealous?

Lionel froze, his expression unchanged, but his eyes turned menacing.

The entire hall fell silent. Everyone's gaze was fixed on Chloe, some in admiration, others in shock, surprise, or even pity.

Grace was so shocked she nearly jumped, quickly rushing over with a towel. Lionel calmly wiped the wine from his face with the towel she handed him.

For two months, this woman hadn't said a word to him. They hadn't even properly met during that time. She had stayed quiet and obedient within the boundaries he had set, breathing her own air.

In these two months, he hadn't heard a peep from her, nor had the servants reported any complaints from her. He had assumed that she had finally succumbed to his overpowering presence, forced to submit to his will.

Apparently, he had been wrong. Very wrong.

This woman wasn't just unafraid—she had the audacity to throw wine in his face!

Two months ago, this woman had flirtatiously served him drinks at Paradiso, seductively dancing around him, her coquettish