Chapter 810
Amelia tilted her head slightly, studying Chester.
Chester, clearly frustrated, snapped, "Take a good look before you speak."
Vince's eyes darkened. It was obvious that this man knew Amelia, but just as obvious that she had no interest in acknowledging him.
Placing a firm hand on her waist, Vince subtly pulled her back. "Mr. Lewis, I'd advise you to mind your manners."
Chester let out a sharp, humorless laugh, but his gaze never left Amelia.
She smirked at him.
For a split second, his eyes lit up. But then her smile turned ice-cold.
"Mr. Lewis, is it? I looked carefully. Still don't know you."
With that, she grabbed Vince's arm and continued walking forward. She had barely taken two steps when a hand clamped around her wrist and yanked her back hard.
She stumbled. Vince reacted instantly, steadying her with an arm around her waist.
"Careful."
Amelia nearly fell into his arms. Chester reached out as if to pull her away, but Vince caught his wrist mid-motion.
"Mr. Lewis."
Ju

Haga clic para copiar el enlace
Descarga la aplicación Webfic para desbloquear contenido aún más emocionante
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil