In the end, Andrew was not conquered by Yara''s cherry-red lips. Taking
advantage of someone in a vulnerable position was not his style. Besides, he and Yara were merely business partners.
Coercing this woman to sell her body through ckmail was something Andrew could not bring himself to do. Moreover, they did not have that kind of rtionship, and forcing it seemed wrong to him despite the opportunity.
As he got out of the car at The Sovereign Residences entrance, Andrew shook his head. "I''ve gone soft. These days, women''s tears, their crying, and that helpless look are their ultimate weapons!"
ording to the standard ybook, Andrew should havepletely taken advantage of Yara, using her thoroughly inside and out—he had the perfect opportunity.
Eventually, he could have symbolically given her some resources, and if things went well, continued investing in this woman to gain influence over the Wrights. The alliance could have been beneficial.
If things had not worked out and Yara had been defeated by Quinton, Andrew would not have lost anything. A high-ss beauty like Yara from an influential family was worth possessing, at least in theory.
The pleasure and enjoyment she would bring in bed would undoubtedly be top- tier for most men. That was the calction many would make.
But ultimately, Andrew chose to make a seemingly unprofitable deal, preserving Yara''s dignity and virginity. He had surprised himself with his restraint.
Meanwhile, as Yara drove away, her delicate hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her thoughts tangled and confused. She had fully expected to be vited today.
Being as meticulous as she was, despite maintaining her purity, she had even hidden a condom in her purse. She had been prepared to go through with it.
Compared to other sleazy men, Andrew caused Yara less revulsion and disgust. To be honest, she thought Andrew was indeed an impable man.
Young, wealthy, handsome, and exceptionally skilled inbat, he was no less impressive than the top talents from the Five Apex Families. Most importantly, that beast Quinton was currently powerless against Andrew.
These qualities were enough for Yara to recklessly offer herself to him. However, she never anticipated that even with her mouth open and ready, Andrew would choose to refuse.
Looking at her me-red lips and sensual yet innocent face in the rearview mirror, Yara could not help but wonder if her appeal was not enough. Then again, that could not be right though-Andrew himself had said she was top-tier
Given that, Andrew''s rejection must have had another reason. Perhaps Andrew preferred ying with his little servant?
Thinking of Aspen''s perpetually icy demeanor, Yara spected whether Andrew might prefer that type. To secure this partnership, or rather this powerful ally, Yara was ready to change herself to cater to his preferences.
She made a decision that the next time she saw Andrew, she would switch her style to an ice-queen, cold and aloof approach, to see if that would make him unable to resist.
Before she knew it, her car pulled into the Wright estate. As soon as she stepped out, Quinton approached with a grim face and grabbed her by the throat.
"You bitch, you''ve gotten bold, haven''t you? Tell me, have you been hooking up with that bastard Andrew?" Quinton''s face was twisted into an ugly mask as he continued shouting.
Yara''s face turned pale as she was lifted until her heels left the ground, struggling to breathe. Despite this, her beautiful face disyed a carefree, unrestrained smile.
She chuckled and taunted, "If it isn''t my dearest brother. Quinton, what''s this? Are you panicking? Afraid?"
The veins on Quinton''s forehead bulged as he roared, "Answer me! I''m asking if you''ve gotten involved with Andrew! How dare you? Who gave you the courage to betray me? Andrew is my mortal enemy Fuck around with him again, and I''ll kill you!"
Yara''s face revealed a sh of ruthlessness as she gritted her teeth and challenged, "Go ahead, kill me if you have the guts. Kill me right now!"