Under the dim lights, Tyrone's gaze was cold and depthless, not to mention piercing.He lounged on the couch with one leg stretched out atop the other while he swirled his wine. The burnished gold ring he wore on his index finger dazzled under the lights.He was usually distant, but tonight he was nonchalant.Tyrone didn't have to say anything. All he had to do was look at Heather, and she could already feel the air around her go still. She swallowed as the tension between them rose and lowered her gaze before muttering, "I don't walk all over Mr. Elkin."With that said, she couldn't very well insist on leaving. As such, the game began."Okay, let's start! I'll spin!" Siena declared happily as she flicked the needle on the spinner. After several spins, the needle finally stopped on the green section. It was Seth's turn to pick truth or dare.Heather gave out a breath of relief that it wasn't her turn.Seth hadn't gone easy on Siena in the last round, and she planned on punis
Heather had thought that she would be safe picking truth, but she had been wrong. She had never expected Seth to dive into something so personal!She gaped at him, unable to believe that a grown man like him could ask such a question.Heather couldn't bring herself to answer him. After all, she hadn't been keeping count that night, and even if she had, she wouldn't breathe a word about it."Come on, cutie pie, give us a number. I'm sure Ty's got good stamina," Seth probed with a wicked grin.Tyrone's gaze lingered on Heather's earlobe as amusement flickered in his eyes.The air seemed to go still, and Heather could feel Tyrone's burning gaze on her back. She bit her lip as she said, "I'll pass. Punish me however you want."Seth's jaw dropped. "Aw, cutie pie, that's no fun! Ty, why don't you answer for her instead?"Tyrone looked at Heather, and she bristled at once. Worried that he might actually answer Seth, she quickly interjected, "The rules say I can either choose to tell th
"Drink this, Mr. Elkin." Heather picked up a glass and handed it to Tyrone."Hattie, it's such a good opportunity, and you're only letting him drink?" Seth had been hoping she would ask something provocative, but his hopes were dashed."You can ask him for a car, a house, money—anything," Leonard suggested with a slightly mocking tone. After all, he viewed Heather as a gold digger.Heather's expression remained calm. "I don't need anything else. Mr. Elkin just needs to finish this glass."Seth's eyes suddenly lit up with realization. "I got it, Hattie. You intentionally gave Ty vodka, hoping to get him drunk, right?"Heather was stunned for a second.Only then did she realize the glass of drink she casually handed to Tyrone was vodka, the strongest drink of all. She felt extremely embarrassed.She wasn't trying to do what Seth suggested. "I didn't mean to. Let me get you another glass."However, Seth stopped her. "You can't switch glasses like that. He has to drink whatever you
Heather asked, "What do you want to talk to me about, Mr. Sharp?" Seth mischievously raised an eyebrow. "Didn't I tell you the first time we met that I had something to discuss with you? Come on. Let's go somewhere private to talk."Given the foot traffic at the staircase, it wasn't a suitable place for a conversation.Heather thought Seth was joking about needing to talk, but it turned out to be serious.Seth approached her because he wanted to be involved in Elkin Group's resort development project. He asked her to speak favorably to Tyrone to facilitate the partnership.The Sharp family had a political background and had long hoped Seth would follow suit, but he wasn't interested in politics. He had started several companies to prove himself through his achievements. If he couldn't make money, he would need to return home and take on a political position.After hearing Seth out, Heather shook her head. "Mr. Sharp, I didn't know about this project, and I have little influenc
Tyrone's deep voice carried a hint of dominance. It was incredibly pleasant to hear.Heather was taken aback, her thick eyelashes fluttering slightly. She replied in a calm tone, "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not avoiding you.""You intentionally sent Ms. Jenkins to deliver documents for me. Isn't that avoiding me? Do you think I'd believe your excuse of being too busy?"Not only had she not delivered the document, but she had also been actively avoiding him that night, steering clear of any physical contact.Heather was somewhat puzzled. He had deliberately pulled her into the room just to talk about this?"I really was too busy. I'm not avoiding you," Heather stubbornly insisted.Yet, Tyrone didn't hold back from exposing her. "You slept with me, so now you're shy and don't dare to see me?"He paused and smirked. "When we were in bed, you didn't seem shy like this."In truth, she had been quite shy in bed at the beginning, not daring to look at him. Later, she
Caught off guard, Tyrone stumbled a step back from the push, causing him to hit the wall hard. He frowned and grunted.When he looked up, Heather was already gone.Inside the private room, Leonard and Seth were in conversation. They paused when they saw Heather rush in.Meanwhile, Siena was taking small bites of a slice of melon. When she noticed Heather's swollen lips, she flashed a meaningful smile.She teased, "You're finally back, Hattie. Come over. Let's eat some fruit together.""I'm sorry. I have something else to do. You guys enjoy yourselves." Heather hurriedly grabbed her bag and left."What happened? Hattie seemed perfectly fine earlier."Siena was puzzled, turning to Leonard beside her. "I think something's not right with her. Could Tyrone have bullied her?"While flirting with the woman beside him, Seth said with a smirk, "Don't worry. Ty has taken a liking to her now. He wouldn't bully her."Upon hearing him say "taken a liking", Siena frowned disapprovingly. It
"What do you mean?" Heather asked."I'll tell you what I mean somewhere else," Tyrone replied sharply before striding downstairs.His large hand tightly gripped Heather's slender wrist as he strode with long strides. Heather was pulled along, and she almost had to jog to keep up with his pace."Where are you taking me? Let go of me, Mr. Elkin! Mr. Elkin!"With wary eyes, Heather glared coldly at Tyrone's back. She struggled with all her might but still couldn't break free.She didn't understand what Tyrone was up to. Hadn't they agreed that it was just for that one night? Why was he still bothering her?Tyrone completely ignored her as he strode forward with long steps. He gripped her wrist tightly, keeping it firmly in his grasp.Soon, they reached the ground-floor lobby, where dim lighting and pounding music enveloped them."Tyrone Elkin, let go of me, or I'll call the police!"The growing sense of unease in Heather's heart overwhelmed her, prompting her to angrily call out
In the booth, Craig drank one glass after another. Beside him, Selena clung to his arm with a concerned expression. "Craig, stop drinking. You'll get drunk if you keep going.""Why did you force me to get married? Why... Do I not even have the right to drink? Hattie..."Craig pushed Selena away, tilting his head back to take a large gulp of alcohol. Under the dazzling lights, his gentle face looked desolate.All he could think of was Heather—the Heather who used to be coy with him, who used to smile at him, who said she no longer wanted him...His Hattie didn't want him anymore.That thought cut through his heart like a knife.As his glass emptied, Craig reached for the bottle on the table. His gaze flickered, and suddenly he saw a figure that looked just like Heather flash by. His entire body shook at once.But when he looked again, all he saw were men and women dancing on the dance floor. There was no sign of Heather.Yet, that woman's profile resembled Heather's too much. Th