Chase caressed Sasha’s cheek with his large hand while he kept talking. His handsome face leaned in closer. His captivating eyes shimmered with emotion, and a teasing smile played at the corners of his mouth.
His hot breath washed over Sasha’s face, making her heart race unexpectedly.
Just as their lips were about to meet, Sasha snapped back to reality.
She quickly placed her hand over Chase’s lips. “Back off, you jerk! Men, you are all the same, You think you can take advantage of me? In your dreams!”
Chase raised an eyebrow at her. “Did you really think my idea of compensation was a kiss?”
Sasha stammered, “Isn’t it?”
Chase chuckled softly, “I was actually hoping you’d whip up a meal for me as compensation, but if you prefer this approach, I suppose I could oblige.” Then, he leaned in to attempt a kiss.
Sasha, frightened, quickly wriggled out of his embrace. Blushing, she retorted, “In your dreams! I’ll go check the kitchen to see what I can rustle up.” She turned and left the room.
Once the door closed behind her, Chase touched his lips with a smile, murmuring, “Silly girl, that’s exactly the kind of compensation I was looking for.”
Meanwhile, Clara felt like she had been trapped in a lengthy dream. In it, someone told her that she was not the daughter of Casey, but rather the daughter of the Campbell family.
She had been beaten, almost perished in a fire. All she could think about was survival, protecting her child, and escaping with it.
At a critical moment, she had grabbed a wine bottle, smashed it over Heidi’s head, and then tied her to a post with a rope. When the flames nearly engulfed her, she clung to a lifebuoy and leaped into the ocean.
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