The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 171

As he spoke, an overwhelming wave of kisses rained down on her.

Claire dodged, panting heavily. "Stop kissing me."

"I can't even talk..."

Miles finally stopped moving.

Claire's voice was breathy and hoarse, but she couldn't care less at this point.

"I'm fine, Julian. I just got out of the shower, so it's not a good time to open the door."

"Thank you, I'll be at the banquet on time."

The man outside the door paused, hesitating slightly. "Then get some rest. I won't bother you anymore."

Julian walked away.

Claire finally caught her breath.

She stared at Miles. "What is going on with you? You've been acting completely off lately."

"I haven't," he mumbled, trailing kisses down her neck.

She tensed. "Stop, I have a banquet to attend tonight. Don't leave marks on me."

"I'll try."

The man's arms tightened around her waist.

From the entryway all the way to the bedroom, the relentless kisses left Claire feeling dizzy and breathless.

Staring at the faint marks on her neck in the mirror, Claire irritably layered on concealer over and over again.

She gritted her teeth. "Miles, you did that on purpose."

The man offered no response, utterly devoid of guilt.

Claire didn't have the energy to argue. She took out her prepared evening gown. Right in front of him, she took off her outer layer, followed by her swimsuit.

Miles's gaze darkened, and he immediately looked away.

"Claire, you..."

She had already changed into the gown and turned around. "How does it look?"

The dress perfectly hugged her slender waist, the burgundy silk making her luminous complexion look even more radiant.

The sudden arrival of the Zimmerman heir, along with his demand for a dinner meeting, had them all incredibly flattered yet terrified. They sat rigidly, exchanging nervous glances, not daring to slack off.

Noticing Miles repeatedly glancing outside, the resort manager cautiously spoke up.

"Boss, is there a problem with the birthday banquet out there? I can have them cleared out immediately."

Miles shot him a sharp glare. "Mind your own business."

The executives instantly clamped their mouths shut.

Martha looked at Claire with a warm, overjoyed smile.

"Claire? It's been so many years, yet you're as radiant as ever."

"Martha, it's so wonderful to see you. Happy birthday, wishing you all the happiness in the world."

"Thank you, sweet girl," Martha nodded with deep satisfaction. "You know, Claire, Julian hasn't had a girlfriend in all these years. Actually, he..."

Martha smoothly pivoted the conversation.

"What about you, Claire? Do you have a boyfriend?"