He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 599

Finally, she set her silverware down on her plate.

"I'm full, thank you," she announced smoothly.

Her gaze fixed on him, a flicker of impatience slipping through her composed facade.

This dance had gone on long enough.

From the very beginning up until now.

Her patience was rapidly wearing thin.

Yet, he held the fate of Destiny's Choice squarely in his hands.

It wasn't that the production couldn't afford a slight delay.

But they couldn't stall forever.

She had no intention of giving Janetta an easy out.

And her own true identity couldn't stay hidden indefinitely.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have bothered showing up here tonight.

"Let me explain. Those historic villas are my mother's family assets, even though the deed is currently in my name. They hold immense sentimental value to the Dale family. When the production first approached me, they didn't mention using the main building, so I agreed. But now I've discovered that the core scenes are slated to be shot right inside that main building. Furthermore, the planned explosions could cause irreversible structural damage. That's why I pulled the plug."

His reasoning was flawless.

It left her without a single valid counterargument.

Still, she maintained her unwavering stare. "If that's your concern, I can have the crew draft a comprehensive safety protocol to guarantee the property remains completely untouched."

She spoke with absolute confidence.

But deep down, she knew the truth.

That wasn't what he really wanted.

Besides, the rental fee the studio was offering far exceeded any potential restoration costs.

The crew would have treated the location like a museum anyway.

These alleged concerns were entirely fabricated.

If he had genuinely cared about the property, he never would have entertained the initial offer.

As her words hung in the air, he simply smiled at her.

It was a smile that carried the unmistakable thrill of a predator cornering its prey.

"If you have a demand, just say it," she challenged, refusing to break eye contact.

"Just say it?" he echoed, steepling his fingers, looking utterly relaxed.

But there was nothing harmless about him.

He laid his cards on the table with terrifying clarity.

His eyes devoured her with raw, unapologetic lust.

It was the decisive strike of a man who always got what he wanted.

Gone was the patient negotiator.

The sudden shift left her completely on edge.

But outwardly, she kept her cool.

She let out a soft scoff, staring fearlessly back into his predatory gaze.

He casually straightened up, sliding one hand into his pocket, and looked down at her with a commanding presence.

"We sleep together once, and suddenly you're addicted, Mr. Hayes?" she asked bluntly.

Whether it was an admission or a dismissal, he merely let out a low murmur of agreement.

His sheer brazenness momentarily threw her off balance.

Her palms grew slick with sweat as she gripped her purse.

Yet, her voice remained steady. "Have you forgotten that I'm married, and so are you?"