Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas) novel Chapter 502

The banquet wasn't over yet, so Nicholas still hadn't left.

He found a quiet corner to pour himself a drink, although it wasn't clear what he was waiting for. I clearly didn't need him, and I even slapped him.

His hand paused mid-air as the glass hovered near his lips. For a moment, he seemed lost, but his gaze quickly sharpened as someone approached. His expression grew cold.

Pete had no trouble finding Nicholas. Nicholas had this indescribable presence. Wherever the coldest, loneliest spot in the hall was, that was where Nicholas could be found. Yet, people couldn't help but be drawn toward him.

"You're like a goddamn ghost, haunting us everywhere we go!"

Pete didn't know where his strength came from. But somehow he grabbed Nicholas, who was much larger, by the collar and hoisted him off his stool.

Nicholas was caught off guard and stumbled as Pete dragged him up.

"Looking for a fight?" Nicholas's voice was cold.

"Damn right! I've been wanting to beat your ass for years!"

Pete had been working out every day for the past few years to get stronger. The only reason Nicholas hadn't gotten this beating sooner was that Pete hadn't been able to take him before!

Nicholas smirked but didn't resist. He let Pete drag him into the elevator.

His back slammed against the sleek elevator wall with a loud thud. But instead of getting angry, he just laughed.

He waited silently for the elevator doors to close, sealing out the curious onlookers. He then said in a low voice, "I was thinking the same thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he launched his fist.