Chapter 105: A HANDSOME THIEF
Alanis strode up to the main entrance of the villa, his boots heavy against the polished concrete steps. The man stationed at the door, the one with the big mouth just moments ago, paled instantly. Without a second thought, he scurried inside to report to his boss.
They all have heard tales about the fearless man who just forced himself into their Villa, and the tales weren’t all nice.
Inside, Harlow was laughing softly at something Andrew said.
Daniel, what is it?" Andrew asked, his sharp gaze turning to the man who had just burst into the room.
"Boss, there’s something urgent you need to attend to..." Daniel leaned in, whispering hurried words into Andrew’s ear.
Andrew’s expression darkened momentarily, his brows furrowing in irritation, but then his lips curved into a smirk, one laced with disdain. "I see," he said smoothly, standing up and brushing imaginary lint off his jacket. He turned to Harlow, his tone softening. "You should head to bed. We’ll pick up where we left off tomorrow."
The fool had to show up just when Harlow was slowly opening up to him. Just when he is winning her over. Like he had said countless times, he would never let Alanis come close to Harlow ever again.
Harlow wondered what had spoilt Andrew’s mood all of a sudden, and shrugged. She picked up her juice from the table and took a sip. Maybe in this life, she can get her revenge on the Hamiltons without actually being a part of them. She has found her happiness, and that is Andrew.
"Madam, you look tired, I have prepared a warm bath for you. You should go ahead and freshen up and rest for the night. Mr Andrew will make it up to you tomorrow."