Chapter 262
- Naomi’s heels practically skidded against the tiles as she rushed down the stairs.
- She flips her hair and plant herself right in Damien’s path like some desperate groupie.
- She put on the fakest giggle I’d ever heard. “Mr. Damien Dante? Wow, I’ve read about you in Forbes. I can't believe you’re actually here. Are you planning to buy this building? Or maybe you're looking for a private chef?”