Paige wanted to walk away, but Pierre stopped her. The man came with an ill agenda. Paige looked at him, saying, “I’m warning you. Don’t you try anything fishy. There are security guards patrolling this place.” Pierre nodded. “I know.” He stared at Paige. "Look at you. Do you really think I want to hurt you?" Was he not? During their first meeting at Shelly’s dinner, like the crazy man he was, he asked her if she had fallen in love with him. She strongly suspected the man had fallen for her at first sight because she dressed up beautifully that day. “Don’t overthink. You are not my type,” Pierre said. Paige was speechless. If she was not his type, why did he meddle with her the other night? He was in her way as well. It was as if he was trying to hurt her. She did not trust him, not a bit. “Why? You don’t believe me?” Pierre asked with brows raised. Paige refused to believe a word he said. “Move! Move, and I’ll believe you,” she said. With a faint smile, P
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