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Chapter 2 The Flirting Woman

Chapter 2 The Flirting Woman

It left the crowd bewildered.

As soon as Keith finished his sentences, everyone in the private room was stunned, unable to believe their ears.

They wondered, "Mr. Fuller is uninterested in women, isn't he? He has never seen any women, hasn't he? Does the rumors turn out to be false or does Mr. Fuller fail to resist her charm?"

In any case, they shouldn't watch this scene. Everyone tacitly looked away out of courtesy. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

They even sent the waiter at the door away and considerately asked him to bring over a set of clean utensils.

Not only the others in the private room, but also Angelina was a bit dumbfounded.

She thought to herself, "Why does this voice sound so familiar? Although there are some subtle differences, it sounds like...."

Soon, her thoughts were interrupted.

She was here today to cancel the arranged marriage. But strangely, the man who liked angelic bitches in front of her and should have looked disgusted, didn't drive her away when she flirted with him.

Angelina wondered if he was trying to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor.

Keith slightly raised his eyes. Black clothes always made one look thin, but unexpectedly, she didn't really appear thin in her black dress.

As his gaze moved up, she could clearly see her fair and prominent collarbone, slender neck, and red lips that were slowly approaching him.

Angelina leaned down slightly and her seductive fragrance slowly came closer and closer, little by little.

Her slightly cold fingertips touched his strong and powerful shoulders, and even through the shirt, she could feel his warm skin, which caused titillation throughout her body in an instant.

Angelina gave a slight smile, and her warm breath fell on his face. "Mr. Fuller, why don't you nod? If you don't, you'll lose me tonight."

Keith's Adam's apple went up and down slightly, and his voice sounded more relaxed than usual. "If I let you stay, what can I get from you?"

His pleasant and alluring tone echoed in Angelina's ears.

There was also a slight tremor in his chest when he laughed, which made Angelina feel like her whole body was tingling.

She thought to herself, "Oh, my God! How could he laugh so charmingly? He just gave a laugh, but for someone who loves good voices like me, it's just too much charm for me to take. Angelina, hold on and firmly reject the arranged marriage."

When Angelina took a deep breath and calmed herself down, she coincidentally looked into Keith's deep and meaningful eyes.

It seemed as if he just wanted to see her lose control and panic.

It was common for women to seduce bigwigs in the entertainment and business circle. They just tried to climb up the social ladder by going all out to flirt with men.

Angelina's delicate hand slowly slid down Keith's shoulder. She fiddled with the transparent buttons on his shirt and said in a soft voice, "It depends on what you want, Mr. Fuller."

She then added in a coquettish tone, "Right, Mr. Fuller?"

Seeing that her "fiancé-to-be" still gave no response, Angelina leaned down and kiss his shirt.

Keith tensed for a moment, probably because he didn't expect her to be so proactive.

Although she didn't touch on any inappropriate spots, it was still incredibly provocative.

Keith could clearly feel her soft lips, even through his shirt. If she were to really kiss him...

Angelina had been bending over for a while and her calves were starting to feel numb when she stood up. She instinctively grabbed onto the nearest thing to steady herself.

As a result, she almost fell into Keith's arms, and the only thing supporting her was her hand, which was on Keith's shoulder.

Keith wrapped his hands around her thin waist. Feeling the silky touch of her dress, he chuckled. "Are you throwing yourself at me?"

Someone's hand trembled, and a fork fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The others awkwardly laughed.

They all craned their heads to look outside and dared not turn around as if they had a stiff necks.

"Oh, my god! This is so exciting. If we had known Mr. Fuller liked this type of woman, it would have been easy to negotiate cooperation with him," thought the crowd.

The places where Keith's slightly warm palm touched Angelina were tingling. "Yes, Mr. Fuller. Will you catch me, then?"

Keith pulled her onto his lap and put his hands on her lower back.

Then he noticed her surprised expression and found that she instinctively wanted to avoid him.

"What's wrong? Are you scared, huh? You have such a small amount of courage, and yet you still want to seduce me?"

Keith's voice was teasing, as if he was openly mocking her woeful tricks.

Angelina was impressed again.

Her heart couldn't help but race in her chest.

His voice really sounded familiar.

"But how could Ishmael be that person? It's impossible," thought Angelina.

Noticing the distraction of the woman in his arms, Keith gently touched her slender waist.

His gentle touch caused Angelina's heart to flutter, and her face to flush and turn hot.

She had been tempted three times.

If they went on like this, she would fall for him soon.

It was said in the entertainment industry that no matter how much the haters criticized Angelina, they couldn't deny that she was beautiful.

She even jokingly earned the nickname "the Siren of the Capital City."

Without a doubt, she was the hottest and most breathtaking woman in the entertainment industry.

Angelina blinked and pretended to be innocent. "Then, Mr. Fuller, I'll help you straighten your clothes."

Without waiting for Keith's approval, Angelina raised her hand to help him straighten his shirt, but accidentally undid a button.

Then, another button was undone by accident as well.

When Angelina accidentally undid the third button, Keith grabbed her wandering hand, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

"All right. Let's call it a night. You may leave."

"Okay, Mr. Fuller. We'll talk again another day."

The others in the private room quickly said goodbye and fled the scene without the courage to look back, as if they had been granted amnesty.

Angelina gently shook her hand that was grabbed.

Her voice was soft, but with a hint of coquetry. "You're hurting me."

Keith's gaze was deep and unfathomable as he looked at the seductive woman who was flirting with him. "Oh, really? Where does it hurt?"

There were only the two of them left in the locked room. Angelina sat on his lap, her delicate wrist still tightly held by him.

Angelina was left bewildered and wondered, "Why doesn't he, who loves pure and innocent women, get furious and drive me out? Is it because I'm not proactive enough? Is it because I'm not

seductive enough? Then shall I try harder?"

Angelina struggled to break free and looked up at him. "If you don't let go, I'll bite you."

The tip of Keith's tongue touched his cheek, and he quickly responded, "Come on!"

Angelina was speechless.

She thought she just hadn't irritated her "fiancé-to-be" to an extent where he would lose his temper.

Therefore, she continued to make some requests that an innocent and pure woman wouldn't make and said, "Mr. Fuller, I loosened your tie, but I don't know how to fix it. Would you teach me in the room?"

Keith suddenly chuckled. "Are you sure?"

Right at that moment, Niles, who had been dealing with business in the inner room of the private room, appeared in time and helped fulfill Angelina's request.

"Mr. Fuller, I just contacted the front desk and got a room on the top floor. The room key has been delivered there."

Angelina was dumbfounded.