The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 103

Outside the door, Penelope's footsteps faded away.

By the time Claire returned to the dining room, the dinner had wrapped up.

Noticing Claire's pale complexion, Penelope said with genuine concern, "Make sure you get some rest early tonight."

She winked and lowered her voice. "I specifically booked a romantic couples suite for you and Nathan to help spice things up."

Claire forced a polite smile. "Thank you, Mrs. Rhodes."

Everyone parted ways.

Nathan sounded incredibly relaxed. "I didn't expect you to be this capable, Claire. You had those two wrapped around your finger. The partnership is practically in the bag."

Claire lowered her eyes, her tone stiff. "Then please don't forget what you promised me, Mr. Langford."

"Relax, we'll sign the papers as soon as we get back. I'll put in a good word for you with your dad. Stick with me, and you'll get plenty of perks."

Claire gave a stiff twitch of her lips and didn't reply.

Nathan looked puzzled. "It's weird, though. Why was Miles Zimmerman so accommodating today? He didn't make things hard for me once. I honestly thought he was going to sabotage me over that incident at The Azure Pavilion."

"Maybe he was just in a good mood," Claire muttered, turning to enter the suite.

He hadn't sabotaged Nathan, but he had spent the entire evening torturing her in secret.

The moment the door to the couples suite clicked shut, Nathan took off his jacket, his eyes practically swimming with undisguised lust.

He walked over. "Let's not waste a romantic night. We shouldn't let Penelope's good intentions go to waste."

"Since today went so perfectly, shouldn't we do a little bonding?"

As he spoke, he reached for Claire's waist, but she swiftly dodged him.

Nathan's hands froze mid-air, his face instantly turning a livid shade of purple.

"Don't push your luck, Claire. I'm doing you a favor by wanting you. Think you're some high-class princess just because I gave you a few compliments?"

She turned around expressionlessly, staring at him without a single ounce of fear.

"Mr. Langford, you'd better think this through. The contract with Medari Global isn't finalized yet. If something goes wrong in the middle of all this..."

If the deal fell through, it would ruin her plans!

Gritting her teeth, Claire stepped forward and interrupted. "Nathan Langford."

The two broke apart.

Nathan didn't look the least bit panicked about being 'caught.' Instead, a flash of annoyance crossed his eyes.

"What? You won't sleep with me, so I can't find someone else who will?"

The model nestled into his chest. "Sugar, is this the fiancée you were talking about? The ugly, old one who thinks she runs your life?"

Claire took two steps forward, stopping right in front of her.

Her sharp gaze swept over the woman.

"Plastic nose, plastic chin, silicone chest... who exactly are you calling old and ugly?"

Claire's tone was frigid. "I don't care how you want to play with him or how much of his money you intend to drain."