NovelFinishZara watched as Brad accepted her business card. After hesitating for a few seconds, she asked, "Mr. Hamilton, I thought Ms. Scott is your attending physician. Why isn't she here?" She batted her eyelashes before glancing around the room as if genuinely searching for Nadine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrad shot her a cold look, his gaze laced with disdain. "You should go to the doctor's office if you're looking for Nadine. Why are you looking for her here? This room isn't exactly a labyrinth. Either you have trouble with your eyes or something's wrong with your brain!" When Seraphina introduced Zara to him, he immediately noticed that her shifty eyes kept darting around, like a sneaky little thief. Zara definitely wasn't someone trustworthy. He couldn't believe Seraphina was such a poor judge of character.
Even though he had no idea what Zara's true intentions were, he wasn't going to let her disparage Nadine. Without a moment's hesitation, he called his bodyguards in and ordered, "Escort Ms. Zimmerman out of here!" He emphasized the word "escort" on purpose. His bodyguards caught on and immediately escorted Zara out of the room, shutting the door firmly behind them.
His room was finally quiet once more. Brad picked up his phone and called Alex next. "I did what you said—I let her touch my abs, but she cursed atand ran off! What kind of terrible idea was that?" It was Alex's idea. Initially, he didn't want to use it, but when he saw Nadine, he couldn't stop himself from giving it a shot. Little did he know that the outcwas nothing like what he had expected.
Alex had been asleep when Brad's call cin. Groggily scratching his head, he cursed, "Damn it, I knew it was you, you heartless bastard! Why'd you wakeup at the crack of dawn? "What's wrong with my idea? You were the one who said Nadine loved touching your abs! Either you didn't do it right, or she doesn't like you anymore. How's that my problem?" He then took a look at the tand realized it was already noon. Groaning, he sat up and grumbled "Listen, women who seem proper are always the horniest. Nadine looks like a classic closet freak. Either you didn't show her enough, or you just went about it all wrong!" Brad frowned as he listened to Alex's analysis. Could it really be that he'd gone about it the wrong way? The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNadine took off her white coat, preparing to change into her casual clothes and head back to Rose Garden. As soon as she emerged from the locker room, she spotted a familiar figure.
Brad was impeccably dressed in a deep blue bespoke suit, black leather shoes, and a crisp white shirt. His striking eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at her. It seemed likene had been waiting for her.
Hearing her footsteps, he looked over at Nadine, a faint smile spreading across his handsface. Nadine stopped dead in her tracks when she noticed him. Instinctively, she wanted to avoid him.
Noticing her hesitation, Brad strode forward and grasped her arm. "Are you always this hardworking, M Scott? Staying late even after your shift?" Trapped, she had no choice but to force a smile. "No," she responded, struggling fiercely. What was he up to now?
"Let go of me, Brad. You're hurting me!" Brad loosened his grip slightly, Vis enough to ease her discomfort, but she still couldn't break free from his hold. She continued, "We shouldn't be seeing each other again. Please let go of me!"
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