Chapter 558 Not To Be Trifled With
Noah threw a pointed glance over at the driver’s seat. “It’s your specialty, isn’t it, Mr. Higgins?”
Nathan raised an eyebrow at the remark. It looked like Noah had seen right through him.
He decided to drop the act altogether.
“I suppose that won’t be a problem,” Nathan replied casually.
He was quite experienced in playing the fool to catch others off–guard.
Noah snapped back to reality, looking at Sadie’s thoughtful profile. Suddenly, he reached out and gently ruffled her hair. “Sadie, Sadie. How did you become so obtuse all of a sudden?”
It was such a simple plan, yet she hadn’t figured it out early on.
Sadie stiffened, more from his touch than his words. She quickly swatted his hand away.
“Don’t touch me!” she snapped, her eyes flashing with cold defiance.
How dare he act all familiar with her? Who did he think he was?
Nathan kept his eyes on the road and pretended he didn’t notice anything. He didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.
He could sense the tension between the other two, and he knew it wasn’t something he could get involved in. He didn’t have the fortitude.
His life would be far easier if he kept to his lane and kept his thoughts to himself.
The rest of the drive was spent in silence.
Before long, the pink sports car was pulling up in front of the Emerald Hotel.
No sooner did it grind to a halt than Sadie flung the car door open and jumped out without a backward glance.
Bang!
She slammed the door behind her with so much force, Nathan couldn’t help but wince.
He proceeded to inwardly lament the abuse of his limited edition sports car.
As he was doing this, Noah leisurely got out of the car.
Before leaving, however, he pulled a crisp hundred–dollar bill from his pocket and tossed it through the driver’s seat
window.
“Cab fare,” he quipped before straightening and sauntering into the hotel.
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Nathan stared after him, dumbfounded.
Cab fare? How humiliating!
Patrick had really just treated him- a member of the Higgins family–like a chauffeur!
Nathan’s embarrassment soon morphed into anger.
He did nothing about it, though, and simply stepped on the gas.
In the end, he knew that neither Sadie nor Patrick was to be trifled with. His best bet was to make a swift exit.
Nathan sped all the way back to his villa in the suburbs.
He had just alighted from his car when a petite figure darted out from the flower bushes nearby.
A whiff of fragrance trailed after her, then the next thing Nathan knew, she was clinging onto his waist.
He stiffened, his brows knitting into a deep frown.
Who would have such audacity to pounce on him like this?
He pulled back slightly and looked down, and he was met with the sight of a tearful Ophelia.
Nathan clicked his tongue and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Instead, he patted her back and put some more distance
between them.
“Miss Johnson,” he said, tone laced with subtle mockery, “you are about to be my sister–in–law. Throwing yourself at me
like this isn’t appropriate behavior, is it?”
Ophelia wept even harder. She gazed up at him, her eyes red and puffy and full of grievance.
“Nathan!” she cried out. “Tell me the truth! Your engagement to that bitch, Sadie, is fake, right? It must be some ruse to
provoke Daren and annoy Jarrett, right? It must be! We… We’ve already had sex. You can’t just cast me aside!”
Nathan’s expression turned cold, and every trace of nonchalance vanished from his face.
Ophelia was truly a stupid girl.
Did she actually think he had genuine feelings for her?
He forcibly pushed her away until they were no longer touching.
“I think you’ve misunderstood something. I never forced you to have sex with me. I admit, part of the reason I hooked up
with you was to get under Jarrett’s skin, but now…”
He paused and looked Ophelia up and down with a sneer. “Now that I’ve achieved my goal, you no longer hold any
for me. We were two consenting adults who had a bit of fun. You would do well not to take such things to heart.”
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He suddenly took a step forward, his voice turning an octave deeper when he added, “If you make the mistake of clinging onto me again, there will be consequences.”
With that, Nathan walked past Ophelia and walked to the villa without waiting for her response.
He found a servant standing in attendance at the foyer. “Keep the door secure,” Nathan instructed in a chilly voice. “Don’t let any unwanted guests in to dirty my home.”
The door shut with a heavy thud behind him.
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Ophelia was so startled by the noise that she jumped and trembled.
She stood in place, her eyes dazed, even as tears streamed down her face.
How did things end up this way?
Just a few days ago, she was tangled up with Nathan in bed, and he had been so gentle with her.
How did he turn into someone so heartless now?
Was it because of that bitch, Sadie? It must be her fault!
That shameless slut must have used some trick to seduce Nathan! Ophelia was convinced of it.
She slumped to the ground, her makeup ruined, her hair an utter mess.
When she was finally able to gather herself somewhat, she stumbled away from Nathan’s villa. She wasn’t even sure how,
but she made it back home.
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