Norton and Trenton’s departure made the large private room suddenly become cold and quiet.
McKinney White was still a little stunned, unable to move away from the atmosphere created by Norris earlier.
After a moment, he gently touched his chin and murmured, “That Norris Moore, she’s quite a temptress.”
Philip Shaw leaned on the sofa and chuckled.
He held a wine glass in his left hand, and the dark green Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist further emphasized his skin’s lustrous whiteness.
“Don’t covet a friend’s wife.
You better not do anything that you will regret for life,” he said.
McKinney White rolled his eyes at him: “Do you think I’m that tactless?” He had seen Trenton’s dark-as-coal face earlier.
That guy was also sensitive.
Trenton asked Norris to dance, but wasn’t happy when Norris flirted with Norton.
However, given such a tempting beauty, could he not appreciate it for a moment?
Those beautiful legs and slim waist would make any man lose control.
Just as Philip Shaw was about to say something, the tightly closed door of the private room was suddenly pushed open from outside.
He glanced at the door, seeing a female waitress.
Aldana Candi quickly entered with her head lowered, then knelt down to clean the coffee table.
When Aldana Candi saw Norris entering earlier, she was worried and couldn’t help but come in to take a look.
But now there were only two people left in the room.
Norris seemed to have left.
As Aldana Candi thought about it, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to leave, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a slender, white hand.
She was startled and looked up, only to see the man sitting on the sofa staring at her intently.
His gaze…
carried an indescribable emotion.
It seemed surprised, but also something else.
Almost instantly, the various emotions in his light golden eyes faded, revealing a gentle, harmless look.
He smiled at her, revealing a refined charm.
“What’s your name?” he asked, the voice as pure and light as a clear, flowing stream.
Aldana Candi saw that the man was holding her left hand, which wore a string of dark green Buddhist prayer beads.
“Aldana Candi,” she replied, respectfully.
“Aldana Candi…” The man repeated her name, a smile slowly blooming in his light golden eyes.
It was as radiant and enchanting as the warmth of spring.
“My name is Philip Shaw.
Remember this name, because it will be the name of your man in the future.”
“Pfft!”
McKinney White, who was drinking wine at the side, suddenly spat out a mouthful of it.
*
“Mr.
Smith, pyou’re about to break my hand.” Norris pouted.
“Can you let me go?”
At this rate, her wrist would be crushed to smithereens by him.
Trenton looked at her coldly: “Is this how you seduced all men before?”
“What do you mean by ‘this way’?” Norris giggled, “Did I seduce Mr.
Smith?” The sudden pain in her wrist made Norris curse inwardly.
The smile gradually drained from her face.
Seeing her bite her lip to endure the pain, Trenton finally felt a little better.
He didn’t like to see Norris’s smile anymore.
He let go of her hand and walked towards the exit of the club.’
Norris obediently followed him and got into his Bentley.
The black Bentley sped away.
Norris slightly lowered the car window, letting the night breeze pour in.
Gazing at the brilliant night view outside, she inexplicably chuckled softly.
Trenton glanced at her.
“Mr.
Smith, we’re like two sides of the same coin, aren’t we?”
“…”
“Oops, I misspoke,” she said, laughing.
“We’re on divergent paths.” She and he had become strangers.