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“Zhander, what do I owe you for this visit?”
I grabbed a cream puff and seductively licked my lips while locking my eyes with his.
Zhander seemed to be unaffected (like always) he just shrugged his shoulders.
“I want to invest in your oil and mining business.”
I restrained to furrow my brows at him.
“Nothing sure escapes you, Zhander~.” I playfully chimed not averting my eyes from his.
“Little Stela, let me help you.”
Zhander’s face turned serious as he placed his hand on the headrest of the sofa and turned his body towards me while crossing his legs as he put his free hand on his knee.
“Why do you want to help? I thought you hated my brother?”
I knew that Zhander was currently interested in Leanna, that was why he was so angry, or should I say, his ego couldn’t accept that my brother beat him to Leanna’s heart.
“My personal enmity is with Cain. Our families are still friends.”
“Tell me honestly, Zhander. If I’m not a Fay, will you still help?”
Zhander look stunned for a moment. He seemed to want to say something, but couldn’t find the right words.
He didn’t hide the bewilderment and confusion on his face.
I just love it when I corner him like this.
“I… Well…” Zhander’s tone grew deep and gruff like something was holding him back from answering.
Come on Zhander! You can do it!
“Of course I will! The Fay’s and the Jansen’s are longtime friends.”
He laughed it off.
I resisted rolling my eyes.
I mirrored his position. I placed my elbow, the hand that held the cream puff, on the headrest of the sofa as I turned my body towards him while crossing my legs and placed my other hand on top of my knee.
I made sure that my bodycon dress exposed half of my thighs and cleavage.
My breasts might not be as big as Leanna’s, but it wasn’t small like Zoe either. It was just a little bigger for my petite frame. Maybe because I was chubby when I was still a kid.
Like slow motion, I ate the cream puff and ‘accidentally’ dropped the filling on top of the slope of my breast.
I smirked when I heard Zhander’s low gasped.
He immediately pulled his handkerchief, grabbed my hand and shoved that piece of fabric against my palm. Then he gently guided my hand to wiped the cream on top of my cleavage.
“Little Stela, be careful, your dress will get stained.”
Zhander’s worried voice was like a slap on my face.
Do I need to be naked to get a reaction from this man?
“Right.” I shook his hand away from mine and wiped off the remaining cream myself.
“Sorry~ I’ll get this clean-up for you.” I pursed my lips and look all coquettishly at him.
Zhander just patted my head and warmly smiled at me. “Don’t worry about it. I won’t get angry at you for this simple matter. You don’t have to act all cute.”
It’s not cute!! It’s supposed to be flirty!!
I sighed and turned my body forward, releasing my gaze from his.
“If you want to invest, then, I’ll have the papers ready for you to sign,” I said in surrender.
Zhander got up and fixed his clothes. “Alright. I won’t hold your time anymore.”
He patted me on the head some more like an older brother would and grinned before he went towards the door.
He stopped halfway out of the office and turned to look at me.
Zhander smiled, his usual loving smile, just for me.
“Anytime little Stela.”
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