The person holding her was Vincent Lancaster.
Vincent looked just the same as when she ran into him earlier, dressed in a white suit. His gaze on her was somewhat meaningful, with a hint of darkness she couldn’t quite understand.
"Let go of me!" Nina Sinclair frowned.
Vincent’s gaze lingered on her with a subtle intensity. Nina was wearing an evening gown, parts of her skin were exposed, and the red marks on her collarbone were clearly visible.
Earlier, the entire Goldenleaf Manor was locked down. Word had it that something happened with the manor’s mysterious owner, who flew into a rage and dealt with a few people.
He wanted to meet this mysterious owner and see if he could forge a connection.
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He saw Nina asking those two waiters who the boss of Goldenleaf Manor was, and at that moment, a vague suspicion dawned on him.
Could it be that the owner of Goldenleaf Manor took a fancy to Nina and had someone bring her to a room? But Nina didn’t know who he was?
Nina Sinclair really had good looks, attracting admirers everywhere. She even managed to entice the owner of Goldenleaf Manor and got slept with for nothing.
Yet she wasn’t willing to let him sleep with her!
However, suddenly, a bold and strange idea took form in his mind.
Vincent curled his lips and said softly, "Nina, we already slept together. Earlier, you were so passionate, clinging to me, and we had a wonderful time."
Hearing Vincent’s words, Nina’s face turned pale in an instant, and her mind was momentarily sluggish.
The most disgusting scenario she dreaded just turned out to be true, making her feel so nauseated she wanted to vomit.
Was the person who touched her really Vincent Lancaster?
No! She trusted her instincts.
With Vincent’s hand holding her now, it already made her feel this revolting; she couldn’t possibly feel nothing at all.
Nina’s expression turned indifferent and cold, her eyes filled with disgust as she struggled fiercely, "You better let go of me now! Or I won’t be polite."
"What are you going to do? Nina, when we were dating, you didn’t want me to touch you. Didn’t expect we’d end up together after all. I’ll treat you well from now on."
Nina finally broke free from Vincent’s grip, and she immediately raised her hand and slapped him hard.
A crisp sound rang out as Vincent’s face was slapped sideways.
Nina looked at him coldly. "Taking advantage of others is your idea of grace? I won’t let this go easily!"
Unexpectedly, Vincent laughed with confidence after hearing this, saying, "Nina, you wouldn’t dare to spread this around, or the man you’re with will dump you immediately. But rest assured, I won’t tell anyone either."
As long as she could help him get benefits from Louis Quinn in the future.
Seeing Vincent’s arrogant smile, Nina felt she had really been fooled.
She suddenly approached him, and before he noticed, her eyes turned cold. She bent her knee and aimed precisely at his groin.
Vincent didn’t expect Nina would pull such a move.
Caught off guard, he was hurt by her, and his face turned pale, unable to straighten his back due to the pain.
Nina gave him a cold look, then turned and left nimbly.
Whether or not Vincent was the owner of Goldenleaf Manor, she would thoroughly investigate this matter instead of being fooled by just a few words from him.
She still didn’t believe that the person who slept with her was Vincent Lancaster!
It took Vincent a while to recover, and by then, Nina was long gone.
He propped himself up and stood. Instead of being angry about how Nina dealt with him earlier, he actually chuckled darkly recalling the incident.
Nina Sinclair really doesn’t hold back at all.
However, thinking about how he could use this matter in the future to control Nina and make her help him, he was willing to tolerate her impulsive harm.