Daniel looked at her sharply. His silk shirt added to his refined appearance.
"I've never seen a medical lab this big before, so I got curious. Sorry for the intrusion, Mr. Wilson." Chantelle stared back at him and quickly regained her composure, talking in a calm tone.
"Are you sure, Ms. Chantelle?" Daniel's tone made it clear he didn't believe her.
"What? Mr. Wilson, do you really care about my curiosity now? I may have barged in, but it's not like you were exposed, so why are you making a big deal out of it?"
Daniel smirked, narrowing his eyes. "Well, I wouldn't mind sticking around if you're willing..."
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you, Mr. Wilson. So next time, please don't spread nonsense to the media."
Chantelle intentionally shifted the conversation, bringing up the trending rumors to confront him directly.
Every time Chantelle saw Daniel now, she couldn't help but recall the moment he shamelessly told the media he was pursuing her.
"It's nothing, so there's no need to thank me, Ms. Chantelle," Daniel said smoothly. "After all, if a beautiful woman like you is falsely accused of being a mistress, who could just stand by and do nothing?"
He happily watched her gloomy expression and purposely acted as if he was being noble.
Chantelle barely held back a scoff. Is this guy out of his mind? He's definitely not normal.
"In that case, should I thank you for helping the so-called damsel in distress?"
"Ms. Chantelle, there's no need to be so polite. The Wilson family has everything. But if you feel guilty, you could always give me your heart." Daniel's deep, smooth voice carried a teasing tone. He has no plan to stop.
Give him my heart? Is he dreaming?
Chantelle's anger flared up.
But she quickly regained her composure. The irritation on her face disappeared, replaced by a charming smile.
"Well, that might be possible. If you're willing to offer the Wilson Group Of Companies as a betrothal gift, I might consider it." Chantelle lifted an eyebrow with a playful smile. She approached him swiftly and casually toyed with his tie.
"The Wilson Group Of Companies?" Daniel's brows furrowed slightly. "You really have high expectations, Ms. Chantelle."
Chantelle was pushing it too far.
How could she casually ask for the entire family business?
The worst part was that he was actually considering it.
"Are you serious, Ms. Chantelle?" Daniel asked after a brief pause. His tone made it seem like he was to really willing to give it away.
The intensity in his eyes burned like fire, catching her off guard.
His act was so convincing that for a moment, she almost believed him.
"I was just joking, Mr. Wilson."
There was a time when she longed for his attention and favor but could never have it. Now that it was at her fingertips, all she wanted was to run away.
Chantelle turned to leave, but Daniel grabbed her wrist tightly.
"Chantelle, you should know I never joke."
Before she could react, he pinned her against the wall. He smoothly wrapped his arms around her waist. His warm breath brushed against her ear, sending a ticklish sensation through her sensitive earlobe.
Her knees felt weak, and she struggled to keep her balance.
"Daniel, what are you doing? Let go..."
Chantelle was pressed against the wall as they argued.
Just then, Philip and Kane walked out of the treatment room and froze at the sight before them.
What was going on? Was this some kind of miracle?
Philip blinked, wondering if his exhaustion was making him see things.
Daniel was usually distant when it came to romance, yet here he was, effortlessly flirting. And the most shocking part—he was flirting with his ex-wife!
Philip knew Daniel loved Chantelle, but Daniel was too stubborn to admit it.
This was his chance! He pulled out his phone and excitedly snapped countless photos, grinning as he imagined how Daniel would try to deny it later.
After a moment of excitement, he suddenly remembered Kane standing beside him.
Panicking, he quickly covered the little one's eyes and scooped him up.
"See no evil, see no evil... Rai, you didn't see anything. It's still early, so let's do another checkup," Philip muttered as he rushed Kane back into the treatment room, slamming the door behind them.
Moments later, the blinds in the treatment room lifted just slightly. Two pairs of curious eyes peeked out, watching the scene unfold.
Kane's eyes widened as he saw the scumbag reaching for his mommy's hand. His little heart filled with worry.
What's going on? Since when did that scumbag and Mommy get along so well? And now he's even trying to hold her hand!
Does he still like Mommy? No, no! I won't let him bully her again!
Kane refused to accept this!
Roman was staying in a city apartment. When Kate and Ruby arrived, he greeted them and handed Kate a key card to a luxury suite.
"Hurry and get ready to meet Mr. Lowe. I struggled to convince him to give you this chance. Take this room card and do whatever it takes, understand? This is our family's last hope," Roman said desperately, clinging to his last hope.
"Dad, what are you saying?! I'm already with Daniel! He won't marry me now because that woman, Chantelle, tricked him. But once he realizes the truth, he'll remember everything I've done for him. I've been by his side for five years—he has to feel something for me!"
Kate refused to accept reality. She threw the key card away, collapsed to the floor, and sobbed uncontrollably.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked as if she might faint.
Smack! Kate was still trying to convince herself when a sudden slap struck her.
The impact was so strong that it made her dizzy.
"Kate, wake up! The man with you that night wasn't Daniel. The surveillance footage proves it. Why would he still want you?!"
Roman frowned and his eyes were filled with disgust. He looked at Kate as if she were a complete disgrace, not his own daughter.
"Take the video released by the Wilson family and go beg Mr. Lowe. Maybe the Bently family still has a chance. At least you did well that night."
He had no patience for her anymore. Grabbing her arm, he yanked her to her feet.