Chapter 194: Anne shouldn’t know who her biological parents were.
At the café...
The warm aroma of roasted coffee beans filled the air. Lorie sat at a corner table, her fingers wrapped around a warm latte as she waited for Nathan. Excitement buzzed beneath her skin, her eyes darting toward the entrance every few seconds.
Anticipation fluttered in her chest like restless wings. She didn’t have the pendant with her, but that didn’t matter. This opportunity was too good to pass up. She was determined to trap him today. Once Nathan was in her hands, he’d give her anything she asked for.
Nathan was handsome and wealthy, and Lorie intended to make him hers.
She leaned back slightly, crossing her legs, eyes still fixed on the door, sipping her latte leisurely.
Several minutes later...
Nathan walked in, his tall frame filling the doorway, and the bell above chimed softly.
Her breath caught the moment her eyes landed on him.
’He is even more attractive than I remembered,’ she mumbled in her head.
Lorie’s gaze lingered on Nathan, drawn in by the quiet magnetism he carried. He wasn’t athletic like Augustine’s, but he had a refined, lean frame—tall and composed, the kind of body that exuded elegance rather than brute strength.
His face was sharply defined, with high cheekbones and a strong, clean jawline that gave him a sculpted look. A few tousled locks of dark hair curled lazily over his forehead, softening the sharpness of his features and adding a boyish charm to his otherwise composed demeanor. His eyes, framed by thin gold glasses, were intense, clear, intelligent, and piercing. There was something calculating and enigmatic in them, as though he was always three steps ahead of everyone else in the room.