Trapped in the boss's embrace (by Katrina A) novel Chapter 86

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Beatrice raised an eyebrow.

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That’s the one. So this was Camden’s play–the innocent little lamb he’d planted to catch Damian’s eye.

Beatrice hung back as Damian followed Camden inside. Sure, it was called a wine tasting, but she’d look desperate if she tried to play bodyguard. If she wasn’t careful, she might become one of the escorts, the Eleventh Beauty.

She’d seen how handsy these guys could get, and even with Damian’s protection, she’d end up looking like the troublemaker if things got messy. No thanks.

Besides, she had a real job to do: making sure nobody tried spiking Damian’s drink.

Beatrice found a spot with a clear view of the entire room. It was visible enough yet not to seem sneaky.

In the main hall, several sofas were arranged in a large square, with coffee tables scattered in between.

When Damian walked in, he bypassed Camden’s carefully arranged seating and chose a solitary armchair. The message couldn’t be clearer: keep your distance.

Camden forced a laugh, scrambling to save face. He moved to a

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seat angled toward Damian–close enough to talk but tootklase enough to intrude.

The others followed, shifting to be near the two biggest names’s

in the room. They wanted to cozy up to Damian, but he barchiv nacknowledged them. He even lowered his head to fiddle with hisis pphone.

The heir of NobleQuest Group sure knew how to make an entrance, acting like no one else even existed.

Becaricce smirked.

Sheddodded hawway and saw Nora was back playing the wine server roles Assotililite took the chance to grope her with a disgusting smirk Norassaid nothing. She just shot back a coy smile.

But Beatrice cought the flicker of disgust beneath it, no matter how flawless hermettwas.

Beatrice sighed inwardyaanks shot the scrawny pervert a look of pure disdain..

Socialite, my foot! More dikkenasconibgg!

Beatrice noticed Nora pouringgwined for Damian. He gave her a polite thank you.

It was a simple courtesy, nothing out of hoodilinary Yet, Nora was stunned for a split second before respondilige You’re welcome.” Her smile was poised and sweet! withhutbal trace of forced flirtation.

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3777 Beaatiice was surprised by the contrast between Nora’s two sides.. Botticidi’t take long for her to understand. After being tossed around like an object by Camden to his friend to play with and groped haiillssomething as small as basic respect, no matter howordilaayyoobid feel like a rare kindness.

“This is my bestkitttace Mr. Crowley. I had it decanted specially for you.” Camdenssaidtwilling his wine glass with practiced elegance. His sildonasal teeth and charm, but his eyes gave him away–cold had bobdoblating like a shark circling its prey.

Damian picked up his glasssexamined the color, brought it to his nose for a sniff, then tooldaas small sip.

“It’s alright,” Damian said casually his expression unreadable.

Everyone had been gearing up to showweet the wine with extravagant praise, especially the four issoecalle socialites. One of them, supposedly an artist, had even place to painta masterpiece on the spot.

But Damian’s lukewarm “alright” sucked thecinot off the room, turning a million–dollar bottle of wine into somethinget blant might as well have come from a supermarket’s buy one, get bored free shelf.

Camden struggled to keep his composure, his face turning rd.l. The nerve of this kid!

Camden had been closing million–dollar deals when Damian wass still in diapers. He remembered him as a pudgy, almost cute

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little boy. How had that child turned into this impossible man? He was even worse than his father!

The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife, as everyone avoided making eye contact.

The socialites and their various curvy companions could only lower their heads and sip their drinks in quiet defeat.

Damian lounged back leisurely as if unaware that he had just killed the mood. He held the glass of wine but made no move to take another sip. He looked toward the pool outside.

Camden tracked Damian’s stare and smirked. He’d been right all along–this was exactly his type.

Guys like Damian, with their high–and–mighty principles, always went for the sweet, innocent ones. They’d pass right by the flashy girls to chase after someone soft and delicate.

And that’s exactly what Camden had been counting on. His perfect little trap was set.

“Bring Chloe in,” Camden said, tilting his head slightly toward Nora.

Nora stepped outside. It took a while before she returned, leading in a slender young woman.

The girl wore a pale lavender dress. Her skin was flawless. Her long hair cascaded down her back. Her makeup–free face was plump with youthful softness, cheeks holding the last traces of

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baby fat. She had delicate features and bright, innocent eyes, and when she glanced at Damian, she looked like a startled fawn caught in the woods.

The four socialites practically started drooling.

Meanwhile, the other women in the room reacted with varying degrees of coldness, hostility, and outright disdain as they sized up Chloe.

Beatrice, however, watched thoughtfully. She had seen Damian glance outside earlier, too, but when did he notice her?

He is interested in her? That doesn’t seem right.

Setting aside the ever–mysterious question of his sexuality, this setup was painfully obvious. A clumsy trap like this should be beneath him.

“Chloe, this is Mr. Crowley,” Camden introduced with a pleasant

smile.

Chloe fidgeted, clasping her hands nervously. Her head slightly bowed, and she said softly, “Hello, Mr. Crowley. My name is Chloe Taylor.”

Her self–introduction had a kind of naive clumsiness.

And coming from someone so innocent and lovely, that clumsiness only made her more endearing in the eyes of men.

Damian said nothing, just offered the faintest hint of a smile.

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Camden spoke leisurely, “Chloe, pick a seat.”

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“Okay.” Chloe’s voice was timid, barely above a whisper. She lifted her head slightly, scanning the room. The moment her gaze met those of the socialites, nervousness gave way to outright fear. Her hands twisted together, her breath hitched, and she looked on the verge of tears.

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