LittleNovelChapter 983: But he never imagined Zeke would actually take that offhand remark to heart.
Zeke leaned back slightly, a single brow arching. "What's the matter? Are you planning to go back on your word now?" Jules pressed his lips together, his mind already spinning with a dozen thoughts. Then, with a mischievous idea in mind, he clapped a hand on Zeke's shoulder, squeezing it just enough to make a point. "You must have heard the rumors about Corrine and Nate," he said with an exaggerated sigh. "But between you and Nate? You're the better option. We've been through hell together, stood shoulder to shoulder in life-and-death situations. If I could leave my cousin in anyone's hands, it would be yours. No hesitation." Zeke twirled a lighter between his fingers, the small metallic object flickering in the dim light. The corner of his mouth curved into a smile that gave nothing away. "You say all that, yet you're already scheming something behind my back, aren't you?" Jules spread his arms, all innocence on the surface, though his eyes danced with mischief. "After everything we've been through, is that really how you see me?" Zeke chuckled softly-low, almost under his breath. Without another word, he slipped one hand into his pocket, turned, and strode toward the waiting elevator.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJules stood there for a moment, then shrugged with a careless grin before heading for the exit.
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the Ford Group building's front steps. As Jules stepped outside, his gaze landed on a figure dressed in an impeccably tailored suit. His brow quirked in recognition. Hodge Seymour-the heir to the powerful Seymour family. Jules' smile sharpened at the edges. "This should be fun," he muttered under his breath.
Before he could dwell on it further, the deep purr of an approaching vehicle drew everyone's attention. A sleek black Rolls Royce glided to a stop at the curb, its presence alone enough to silence the idle chatter nearby.
The car door opened, and the first thing to emerge were a pair of long, lean legs-elegantly stepping onto the pavement with a grace that made people stare without even realizing it.
Don't miss out galThe man who followed was the kind who turned heads effortlessly. Gasps rippled through the gathered crowd, admiration and envy mixing in equal measure.
"Good heavens, is it even legal to be that handsome?" "He looked at me. I swear he looked right at me!" "I will marry that man even if I have to chase him to the ends of the earth!" Nate stood at the center of it all, oblivious to the attention-or perhaps simply used to it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was dressed in his signature black suit; the fabric, tailored to perfection, skimmed his tall, broad fras though it had been made for no one else.
Every subtle motion-whether adjusting his cufflinks or stepping forward-carried a weight of O M authority that need ex that Om announcement. The aura he radiated was one of absolute power, polished and controlled.
His face was a study in precision. Next to him, the other men in then vicinity might as well have faded into the background.
Unlike the lovestruck women, Jules had no interest in swooning. Instead, back slightly, his arms he leaned de crossed, anticipation flickering in his eyes.
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