Bella stared at him in astonishment and asked, âHow⦠How did
you
end up here?â
Steven, who was standing behind her, witnessed Christopherâs mysterious reappearance. His heart
sank, and he silently clenched his fist.
âThey told me this elevator was only reserved for you, so I waited here,â Christopher said with a gentle,
shallow smile, skillfully sidestepping the real question.
âI wasnât asking about that. I meant, why did you come to find me?â Bella furrowed her brows. âYour
dad is supposed to visit our house tonight. Arenât you heading to Hatchbay with him?â
Christopher calmly and confidently clarified, âThatâs why Iâm here-to pick you up. Letâs go back to
Hatchbay together.â
Bella pursed her red lips, suspicion creeping into her heart. His words were faultless, but not entirely
innocent.
âThank you for coming to pick me up, Mr. Iverson, but Asher has already made plans with me. He
should be here soon, and Iâll be following him back home.â Bella politely smiled. âSee you at Yara Park
tonight.â
âIâve already informed Uncle Wyatt of my intention to come and pick you up. He agreed, so Asher wonât
be coming,â Christopher said with an unruffled demeanor.
âWhat?!â Bellaâs beautiful eyes widened. She lost her composure.
âOur families have a long-standing relationship. Chairman Thompson and my father are sworn
brothers, and you and I grew up together. With such a connection, Uncle Wyatt shouldnât worry that Iâd
kidnap you,â Christopher explained calmly.
Christopher thought to himself, âThough I really wanted to whisk you away⦠Iâd love to bring you back
to Sentania, cherish you, protect you, and love you like my exclusive treasure.â âWell⦠Alright, thank
you for making the trip.â Bella remained polite, maintaining a sense of propriety in their relationship.
This was rather unexpected from her eldest brother. Asher was usually so caring and protective of her,
like a mother bear guarding her cub. But this time, he actually pushed her toward another man.
Bella thought, âDoes Asher also want to market me off like Wyatt? What if Christopher was a
psychopath in disguise?â Bella sighed silently, feeling guilty for being suspicious of her savior.
âNo trouble at all. I always have time for you, Ms. Thompson.â Christopher smiled warmly.
Bella had grown accustomed to this manâs flirtatious way of speaking. She did not dwell on it too much
as she walked alongside him.
âMs. Bella!â Stevenâs heart felt a pang, and he quickly called out to her.
Both of them came to a halt.
Bellaâs beautiful eyes filled with curiosity as she asked, âWhatâs the matter, Steve?â
At this moment, Christopher adjusted his glasses. His dark, hawk-like eyes squinted slightly as he
turned his gaze slowly toward Steven behind him. Steven felt a stinging pain in his heart from that
gaze. He stiffened, hesitating to speak. âMiss, Iâ¦â
âOh, right, Steve, I almost forgot.â Bella raised her gentle, bright eyes to him and said, âYou donât have
to follow me home. You can leave early. Youâve been working hard lately, so go home and rest well
tonight.â
With that, they walked away from Steven.
Stevenâs shoulders slumped. A shiver ran up his spine when he recalled Christopherâs concealed, chilly
gaze. He felt a cold force wrap around him, like being plunged into a dark cellar.
Bella and Christopher walked side by side in the lobby, quickly drawing the attention of all the hotel
staff.
âWow, look! Ms. Thompson has changed her companion! Thereâs finally a male presence besides Mr.
Lovett!â Someone exclaimed.
Another colleague said, âReally! And heâs so handsome! Mr. Lovett is totally outclassed!â
âMr. Lovett and this gentleman have completely different styles, right? This one is like a handsome and
stern Dobermann, while Mr. Lovett is like an adorable Golden Retriever. Theyâre incomparable!â
âI vote for Mr. Lovett!â
âI vote for the handsome vampire-looking guy!â
âChoosing favorites is for kids. As an adult, Iâll take both!â
Outside the hotelâs main entrance, Christopherâs car had been waiting for some time. His secretary
respectfully opened the car door. Just as Bella was about to get in, the man gently took hold of her arm.
âMs. Thompson.â
âWhatâs the matter, Mr. Iverson?â Bella looked at him in surprise.
Christopherâs eyes brimmed with indulgence as he gently curled his lips. He retrieved a brand new and
pristine white handkerchief from his pocket, intending to help her wipe away the lipstick that had
strayed beyond her lips.
However, this time, Bella did not let him have his way. Her almond eyes sparkled as she quickly took
the handkerchief from his palm.
âI can manage on my own.â
Christopherâs gaze flickéred, and he merely smiled without saying anything. Soon after, the top-of-the-
line Bentley departed from the hotel entrance.