Chapter: 521
Sanford extricated himself from the woman’s grip on his clothes and proceeded to straighten his attire.
With a coy blink, Yana pulled down her collar, exposing more of herself. “Thank you for saving me.”
Sanford cast a sidelong glance at her, his departure as nonchalant as a passing breeze.
Seizing his hand, Yana clutched her chest, her voice wavering. “I…I’m unwell.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBeneath his affable facade, Sanford harbored a fiery temper, his playboy exterior contrasting with his
true nature.
Summoning his patience, he queried, “What ails you?”
“I…I’m asthmatic. My inhaler-it’s in my bag.”
“And where might your bag be?” Sanford inquired.
“In the private room. Would you accompany me to retrieve it?”
Yana’s attempt at appearing feeble was transparent, her body Leaning toward Sanford as if seeking
solace.
Anticipating her move, Sanford intercepted a waiter striding past.
Yana stumbled into the waiter’s arms as Sanford deftly sidestepped.
“This woman requires assistance. Accompany her to fetch her medicine
If her condition worsens, call an ambulance,” Sanford ordered and strode away.
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The waiter, now burdened with Yana, questioned, “Where is your private room? I’ll accompany you.”
Yana’s expression darkened, her facade crumbling. She pushed him away vehemently. “Get Lost!”
The waiter’s brow furrowed.
The realization dawned on him-her feigned frailty had been a ruse to attract a wealthy suitor.
Disgust crept into his thoughts. What audacity!
Yana hastily fastened her collar, her eyes reflecting a flicker of defiance.
She had painstakingly planned this encounter with Sanford, hoping to ensnare hin.
Wasn’t he supposed to be an easy catch?
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