All Chapters of Her Tempting Nemesis : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-NINE*If only it was that easy...*"you are the heir apparent. You are his only child. So why aren't you involved in the dealings of your father's work?" Drake quizzed, his eyebrows rising in utter curiosity.Janice bit her bottom lip embarrassingly as she tried to form the words in her head, hoping Drake -the man she adored wouldn't look at her as a spoilt or adamant child or something. She doesn't want to be his bad book at all. Rather, she wants to win his favour, his heart if possible.She cleared her throat weakly and gave him a tight-lipped smile, wringing her fingers nervously underneath the table."Um... I believe every human being on earth is born with an innate passion, that no matter what happens you can't just force people to do what they don't wanna do, right?"... She paused, gauging his reaction.He nodded his head gently, encouraging her to continue.Relieved at his reaction, she carried on."So....what I'm trying to get at here is that I uh.

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE*So why would she suddenly become wary of the man that literally saved her life...*A secret that no one knows about? She pondered internally. What does he mean by that? What secret could she be hiding that no one knows about? She was befuddled. With a deep frown of confusion marred over her face, she quizzed. "How do you mean?" Drake chuckled and then reclined in his seat, resting his back so that he could look at her properly. His expression was, as usual, inscrutable. She could hardly make out what he might be thinking right now. Why would he ask her that kind of question though? She is confused as hell. "It's just an obvious question, Jane. it's not like I have an ulterior motive or something.." He shrugged. Shit! He didn't have to say that. He stilled his breathing as he waited for her next response, watching her reaction and gauging even the slightest twitch in her reaction. She swept her tongue over her dry plump lips before sh

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE*"Careful what you wish for princess." *He didn't mean to gape but he couldn't help it. Did he give himself out? But how? He made certain that he threaded carefully. She had given him the impression that she trust him. Now what? Why the abrupt question? His jaw tightened as his brain attempted to concoct an answer to her unusual question. He forced a half smile at her and shrugged, feigning ignorance and confusion. Looking down at her, he asked. "What are you talking about, Jane? Hiding what?" She was silent as her inquisitive hazel eyes bored into his, searching for something he doesn't seem to understand. She giggled suddenly, making him even more confused.He arched a brow at her. "And what is funny?" She shook her head furiously while still giggling in childish relish. Smearing the tiny drops of tears collecting at the Corner of her eyes, she puffed out a deep breath and then said, "My God! The look on your face gets me holl

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE *But he didn't exactly lie*He hesitated before he replied. "Yeah... I suppose." He said flatly, gauging her demeanour to attempt guesswork of what sort of questions she might ask. The usual perhaps. Like questions bordering on his family. Questions he never wants to share. At all. The last thing he wants is to have anything trigger his sheer hatred for his brother. He doesn't want to rouse any suspicion whatsoever. He will have to work on his reaction to her questions. He should expect the worse at this rate. She rubbed her chin thoughtfully as she cooked up the series of questions in her head. One by one. "Well... Let's start with, um...your hobbies. What do you like and dislike perhaps?" she quizzed, as her curious hazel eyes scanned every inch and angle of his face. He better act in line! His reaction is under severe surveillance underneath those alert eager eyes of hers. He cleared his throat. "Well, I don't exactly have hobbie

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-SEVEN*No man should be trusted after all*"Keep your eyes peeled for any signs of danger! If there happen to be any, on no account should you keep that away from me! You understand?" "Of course, Mr Jordan. You have my word." A brief silence. "How is the situation over there?" Mr Thomas Jordan asked as he clutched the phone to his ears. He stood and went to the massive huge glass window that looked down on the busy streets of London from the high skyscraper office building. "Well, everything is under control. She seemed to be pretty much indoors after the unfortunate incident, sir." "With Drake?" "You mean the Scottish man with her?" "Yes, that's our horse keeper actually. But in the meantime, my daughter employed him as her personal bodyguard." "Oh, I see... " "Did you notice anything?" Mr Jordan quizzed, his brows scrunching up suspiciously. "No, none at all. I must say that, if not for me, by now.." "Don't dig up those horrid moments ag