He... he actually knows her name? Mabel Quinn was secretly surprised, but then she thought, given Kyle Kinston's background, it didn't seem that difficult for him to know her name.
"So what do you want?!" she said, thinking, come on, she, the victim at a loss, was ready to pretend this never happened, yet he, the one who gained, didn't agree?
His phoenix eyes raised slightly, and he stared fixedly at her, as if he was examining something, that gaze seemed to pierce through her entire being.
Mabel Quinn suddenly felt like sitting on pins and needles, his gaze reminded her of that night, in the car, when she slapped him across the face, and he grabbed her hand, those eyes were also staring at her like that.
Only back then, his gaze was filled with madness, while now, it was a kind of unfathomable depth. Her body inexplicably felt a wave of heat.
Mabel Quinn couldn't help but extend her tongue, and lick her somewhat dry lips, not noticing how Kyle Kinston's gaze suddenly deepened.
Kyle Kinston suddenly stood up, walked around the table, and came to stand in front of Mabel Quinn.
At this moment, he was wearing an iron gray suit, which made him look elegant and noble. No wonder so many people online hailed Kyle Kinston as "the most handsome CEO ever", and many women even regarded him as their Prince Charming.
He was only 30, yet his resume, his methods, could almost be described as astonishing; you probably wouldn't find another person like him in the entire country.
But now, this man was standing right in front of her, making Mabel Quinn feel that everything seemed so unreal.
"What are you going to do?" she stood up as well, but the next moment, she was pulled into his arms by a sudden force.
She was stunned for quite a while before realizing, this is... he's embracing her!
One of his hands wrapped around her waist, while the other pressed against her back, holding her tightly in his embrace.
Her face was pressed against his chest, and she was almost unable to move. She could only feel his chin resting on her shoulder, and warm breaths cascading over her neck.
This... what is this? She began to struggle, "What are you doing, let go of me!"
"Don't move." His voice was low and powerful, his hands still holding her tightly, making all her struggles futile, "Let me just hold you for a while."
Huh? She was momentarily stunned. Just... hold her for a while?!
Her body slowly ceased struggling, and as he had said, he simply held her, making no other moves.
But... just how long was he going to keep holding her? Mabel Quinn estimated it had already been about five minutes, yet Kyle Kinston was still holding her, so tightly, making her feel strangely curious.
Holding her , for what purpose? And for so long, a normal hug wouldn't last even a minute longer.
"Hey, you..." She opened her mouth, yet before she could speak, a sigh whispered in her ear, accompanied by a murmuring voice, "It really is you..."
What did he mean by that? What did he mean by it really being her?
But before she could figure it out, his next words left her completely stunned, "Mabel Quinn, how do you think I can make you mine?"