Chapter 233
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
Kent was a bit miffed by the way Janet was looking at him. How could she act so differently in just a blink of an eye? She was still thanking him in earnest just a few moments ago.
âIs there anything more important than your own safety? If you really want to spend some time with me, then letâs go get a room. We can talk all night.â He grabbed her by the wrist, fully intending to drag her away with him.
âI have nothing to talk to you. I have to stay here; itâs important. Donât worry about me.â Janetâs reply was blunt and firm, and her eyes flashed with determination. âI want to deal with the person who orchestrated this trap. I am grateful for what you did just now, Mr. Perkins. But we should part ways here.â
âAre you sure you can handle it by yourself?â Kent asked, frowning. Janet was so small and frail; he doubted she could even go against a woman her own size.
âItâs none of your business anyway,â she retorted wryly, not appreciating his condescension.
Janet had already made up her mind. Even though she had clearly severed her ties with the Lind family, Fiona and Jocelyn still persisted in making trouble for her again and again. She needed to settle this matter once and for all, and let them know that she was no pushover.
Kent rubbed his nose in frustration. He wasnât a meddlesome person on principle, yet he had somehow broken his own rule several times in less than an hour. âHow can you expect me to just leave you alone? We have no way of knowing what might happen if you pursue this.â
Janet narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath. âStop messing with me. Donât you have the exact same intentions towards me?â
Kent let out a helpless sigh. He wasnât sure whether to laugh or cry. âYou think the worst of me, donât you? I am interested in you, yes, but I still have my standards. I would never resort to drugging people.
If I truly had evil plans for you, I wouldnât have warned you in the first place. I would have just let you drink that coffee, then intercept you once you were out cold.â
Janet blinked and considered his words. They did make a lot of sense. She still thought that Kent was a piece of scum to a degree, but he wasnât the type to play dirty tricks on other people.
In any case, his reasoning made her calm down a little. âThank you for your concern, but Iâll be fine. Iâve already asked my husband to come and get me. I suggest you get going now. It wonât be good if my husband sees you. He misunderstood what happened last time.â
Kent instantly perked up at the idea that Janet had fought with her husband.
He was a very patient man. If he couldnât get Janet through his bold advances, then he would just wait her out from the sidelines. Judging by todayâs encounter, he was confident that she was already mellowing out towards him. He shouldnât ruin his chances by being too hasty.
âAll right.â Kent stood up and buttoned his suit jacket.
He gave Janet a friendly smile. âPlease call me if you feel like you might be in danger, Miss Lind. Iâd gladly be your bodyguard any time you are need of such services.â
Then, he took out a business card from his jacketâs inner pocket and handed it to her before walking away.
Kent mentally patted himself on the back. He had made considerable progress today. At the very least, Janet was no longer disgusted with him. She will learn to see his good side soon enough. He could wait.
As for Janet, she barely glanced at the business card and just left it on the table, not caring if she lost it altogether. Kent had asked for her contact number before, under the pretext of their business partnership, but she had dodged his request even then.
The music inside the cafe shifted to a melancholic melody, one that was best suited for a gloomy, rainy day.
Janet decided to order the same coffee for Bernie.
This time, it was a waitress who attended to her. She breathed a small sigh of relief. There shouldnât be any problem now.