Chapter 201
As Aurora's slender figure moved past him, Owen instinctively shifted to follow her at her side, his sharp eyes quietly observing her every movement.
She circled around the table, scanning for the best angle before coming to a stop. With calm ease, she set down the cue stick and shrugged off her jacket. She neatly rolled up the sleeves of her blouse to reveal her pale, elegant wrists.
"This shot is ridiculous, Owen," Damian said with a chuckle. "You didn't go easy at all. Not being a gentleman at all, are you?"
Normally, Owen wouldn't even dignify a comment like that with a response. But to everyone's surprise, his low, steady voice cut through the room.
"Increasing the difficulty is a sign of respect for Professor Reed."
Damian raised an eyebrow, almost laughing at the absurdity of that statement. Was this guy serious? He didn't even consider that his words might put her in a tough spot. But Damian barely had time to roll his eyes before he felt the slap of reality.
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