Stanley wanted Wendy to offer him a drink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy froze, her body tense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jake, too, stiffened in confusion. What was Stanley doing? Was he interested in Wendy? If that were the case, Jake knew his place. There was no way he\u2019d dare compete with Stanley for a woman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you waiting for? Go offer Mr. Hawk the drink,\u201d Jake urged impatiently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The other businessmen laughed. \u201cI\u2019ve seen plenty of girls trying to offer Mr. Hawk a drink, but it\u2019s the first time I\u2019ve seen Mr. Hawk ordering it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGo on. Don\u2019t keep Mr. Hawk waiting.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone\u2019s eyes were on Wendy now, and she had no choice but to step forward and offer Stanley a drink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy had no idea what Stanley\u2019s intentions were, but she could only stand and walk over to him, holding the glass in her hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Hawk, here\u2019s to you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As she stood, Stanley sat, and though she was slightly taller, he still looked at her with an air of dominance. His eyes swept over her, careless and indifferent, the gaze of a mature and wealthy businessman picking out a young girl.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her reluctance, Stanley\u2019s lips curled into a faint, amused smirk. \u201cWho are you? Do you really think I\u2019ll drink just because you offered?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A burst of laughter filled the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHaha, that\u2019s right! Mr. Hawk doesn\u2019t just drink whenever people offer him one,\u201d one of the businessmen joked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy was silent, a deep flush creeping up her neck as she realized Stanley had just played her. He\u2019d made her come over to offer a drink and now refused to drink it\u2013just to embarrass her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes narrowed sharply, and she glared at him before turning to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As fate would have it, just as she spun around, her foot caught on the carpet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAh!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She gasped as her body pitched forward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy squeezed her eyes shut, already imagining how Stanley would lead the mocking laughter once she hit the\u00a0<\/p>\n
floor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instead of crashing, she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist. A firm, muscular grip pulled her back up with ease, and she was gently guided into a broad, secure embrace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy lifted her head in surprise, finding Stanley\u2019s handsome face mere inches from hers.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had landed, sitting on Stanley\u2019s solid thigh.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The clean, crisp scent of his masculinity enveloped her, standing out in stark contrast to the sleazy businessmen around them. He was the very definition of refined wealth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, Wendy was stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 193\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked down at her with an unreadable expression. Was that intentional?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Laughter erupted again from the group.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGirls these days have so many tricks up their sleeves. Looks like she\u2019s going all out to get Mr. Hawk\u2019s attention.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis one really wants to be Mrs. Hawk, huh? Ambitious little thing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s face burned with a mix of shame and anger. He knew perfectly well that she hadn\u2019t done it on purpose!\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was revenge\u2013payback for the slap she\u2019d given him, and the one she had delivered to Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe he simply disliked her, and this was his way of constantly humiliating her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy shot him another glare, trying to rise from his lap.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley tightened his hold around her waist, his arms secure around her. \u201cWho are you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He asked again, his voice firm, as if challenging her to answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are you? Tell them loudly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s heart skipped a beat. Was he trying to make her admit she was Mrs. Hawk? Was he going to mock her once more?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She tried to pry his hands away, attempting to stand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBeg me,\u201d he whispered, his voice low and commanding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Beg me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His words sent a shiver down Wendy\u2019s spine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley studied her pale, delicate face, his gaze lingering. It had been days since he had seen her, and she seemed colder than before, her face stiff as if she were looking at a stranger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 194\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.<\/p>\n
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