Chapter 618
“He‘s my honey,” introduced Anastasia, who was assaulted by a sense of danger coming from Katrina.
“Mr. Presgrave, nice to meet you. I‘m Katrina Sullivan, Anastasia‘s best friend.” Katrina beamed with pleasure.
“Pleasure to meet you too.” Elliot nodded in response.
Her smile had always been alluring to the eyes. Like an invisible hook, it kept trying to catch hold of his attention since it was an endeavor to get into his good books at first meet.
“Katrina, I hope you enjoy your stay here.” Anastasia removed Katrina‘s hand from hers. “I have to split now.”
“Sure.” An awkward Katrina withdrew her hands before looking at Elliot, who had turned around. She was desperate to see what kind of response he had.
She believed that no man could ever restrain himself upon seeing her dancing, not even Elliot. From her point of view, rich guys had a rather unbridled indulgence for woman and sex. As long as one could pique their interest, they wouldn‘t let the chance slip through their hands that easily.
Twirling her hair, she watched the couple leave and a smile crept up her lips. Elliot Presgrave. As expected of the perfect man, he can make anyone fall for him with that looks, body and domineering aura. Back then, Anastasia insisted on keeping the baby no matter what. Is it because she knew that Elliot is the father?
Katrina was deeply impressed by Anastasia‘s scheme–leveraging her kid to marry a rich guy.
Meanwhile, Anastasia‘s mind was repeating Katrina‘s amazing dance moves while loafing about with Elliot. That twisting body and seductive gaze of hers were a deadly weapon that could draw every man‘s attention readily.
Anastasia knew Katrina very well as Katrina used to take pleasure in seducing the rich. Was her fiancé the prey tonight?
“She‘s Katrina, Mason‘s twin sister,” a vexed Anastasia piped up.
Elliot chuckled as he had an insight of her thoughts. “Are you worrying about something?”
“What do you think of her dance?” She cocked her head at him.
He was sharp enough to know that it was a fatal question. “Regardless, her character is bad.”
“How so?” Anastasia questioned further since she had witnessed how Katrina gave him hints a few times.
“If she isn‘t Mason‘s sister, I wouldn‘t have allowed such a person to attend our wedding.” The disgust in his eyes was evident.
Only then, she realized that Elliot found Katrina‘s dance to be infuriating more than she did.
“There‘s a campfire over there. Let‘s go take a look.” Anastasia pulled his hand to lead him toward that location.
The music and laughter from the revel filled the villa and reached Sophia‘s ears. They were prompting her to head outside, but Arthur had unfortunately left her alone to have fun all by himself.
Not only did she have legs that could bring her anywhere she wished, she also didn‘t want to waste the night spent on such a beautiful island. With hindsight, she left the villa.
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