NovelBookChapter 735: The man, barely past his early twenties, had the kind of beauty that made heads turn-sharp brows, luminous eyes, and a delicate innocence that contrasted with the sharp angles of his features. Even kneeling before her, he did not appear subservient, but rather exuded a quiet vulnerability that invited sympathy.
Andromache's irritation toward his defense of Leah dimmed, replaced by something far more indulgent.
"She is just a nuisance," she murmured with a slow, dismissive smile. "It is a pity I ever wasted my ton her." But really, Leah was irrelevant. If she needed a pawn, she could pluck one from the masses with a mere flick of her hand.
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As Andromache withdrew her foot, the assistant moved swiftly, his warm palm catching her ankle in a feather- light hold.
The heat of his skin sent a subtle shiver up her spine, her brows twitching at the unexpected sensation. She looked down at him, lips parting slightly.
With reverence bordering on devotion, he bent forward and pressed a kiss to the delicate arch of her foot. His lips lingered before traveling upward, planting slow, gentle kisses along her leg. A quiet breath hitched in Andromache's throat.
Her toes curled, her grip on the sofa tightening as something electric coiled in her stomach. One hand instinctively pressed down on his head, urging him closer, indulging in the dizzying pleasure of the moment.
Then her phone rang.
The sound cut through the thick haze of sensation, jolting her back to reality. With a frustrated sigh, she reached for her phone. The caller ID flashed-Leah. Disgust flickered across her face.
Without hesitation, she switched the phone to silent and tossed it onto the table.
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"Leah, what is it?" Bruce's voice pulled her back to the present. His sharp gaze settled on her pale face, concern etching into his features. "Are you feeling unwell?" Leah blinked, then quickly lowered her gaze, forcing composure into her voice. "I just suddenly felt a bit nauseous." Bruce's expression darkened slightly, his mind turning to an unspoken possibility.
His gaze flickered briefly toward her abdomen before he caught himself apd poked away.
He did not press the issue. Instead, the subject.
he smoothly changed the er "What did Andromache say earlier?"
Leah's fingers tightened slightly around her phone, but her face m remained unreadable. "She said she is busy and cannot step away right now, but she will clater."
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