When Sophia Hamilton was taking the documents back to the company, Evander Lancaster also stood up to take his leave. Watching the two leave one after the other, Titus Zane asked, puzzled.
"Does Evander like that girl?"
Nathan Moore curled his lips dismissively, "Even a fool can see it." All these years, he has never seen him interact with any woman, stealing her car and flirting with her. If that’s not liking, then what is?
Titus Zane blinked and said, "How come I didn’t notice?"
Is this woman really clueless or is she deliberately taunting him!
With a forceful arm, he pulled the innocently blinking woman into a tight embrace, fiercely ruffled Titus Zane’s hair, and said through clenched teeth, "You, are you doing this on purpose or are you intentional."
"Nathan Moore, what are you doing!" Titus Zane protested, grabbing Nathan Moore’s hand. As a woman with traditional views, she believed that if a man liked a woman, he should be attentive and gentle, not willing to upset her.
"Nothing," Nathan Moore pinched Titus Zane’s chin, his eyes narrowing, his voice low and ambiguous, "I want you." After speaking, his handsome face came down, seizing those slightly parted lush lips, slowly grinding against them.
"Mmm... Don’t, we’ll be seen..."
Titus Zane’s hands struggled against the man who was about to pin her down on the sofa, and Nathan Moore obediently stood up, lifted her into his arms, and strode towards the stairs, "Let’s continue in the room."
Her arms instinctively circled Nathan Moore’s neck, Titus Zane’s face slightly flushed. These days, she felt she was becoming a woman of desire, endlessly teased by this man, and she took delight in it.
In Capital City, watching the father and son sitting opposite, Samuel Zane felt emotional.
In a blink of an eye, more than thirty years have passed. Back in the day, the Zane Family and Locke Family in Capital City were coveted by many, and many rivals in the official circles were most worried about the marriage alliance between the two families. Should the two great families join forces, it would be an unrivaled power.
But it was almost destroyed by his daughter’s moment of folly.
"Finnian Xenos, is Old Locke still in good health?"
"Grandfather Zane, my grandfather is still robust." Before his father could speak, Alder Locke warmly took up the conversation, "He had me and my father come to visit you and particularly instructed us to bring some Da Hong Pao, knowing you like to drink black tea."
Alder Locke was dressed formally, wearing a sapphire blue Nelly Brown coat over a brick-red sweater, traditional black trousers, and leather shoes, his hair carefully groomed.
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"Hmm, Old Locke is thoughtful." Samuel Zane sighed, his gaze drifting to the side, filled with wistfulness.
"I haven’t seen Old Locke for thirty years either. When I get the chance, I should also visit him in Banyan City."
"Grandfather Zane, why wait for a chance? Why don’t you join me and my father for a trip to Banyan City this time?"
Alder Locke invited him enthusiastically; one had to admit, when an idle second-generation heir puts on a serious act, he’s impeccable.
"It’s no use, grandfather is old now, and I don’t wish to travel. If I want to play chess with Old Locke again, I’m afraid it’ll have to wait until the next life," Samuel Zane sighed and waved his hand.
"Uncle Zane, don’t be so pessimistic. My father said that in a few years, he also wants to return to Capital City to retire," Finnian Xenos interjected timely, "Knowing that I was coming to Capital City on a business trip, he specifically instructed me to bring Evander to visit you."
"Ah," another sigh, Samuel Zane feeling emotional, "Back then, it was our Zane Family that wronged your Locke Family."
"Uncle Zane, let bygones be bygones. There’s no point in talking about who wronged whom. It could be said that our Locke Family was due for this calamity."
Finnian Xenos sat upright on the sofa, his gaze cast downward, concealing his inner emotions.