For the convenience of residents, each unit in Brocade River has its own elevator.
The elevator stopped on the 18th floor, and Lorraine Hughes stepped out, heading towards 1801.
Behind her, the sound of another elevator arriving could be heard.
Before she could turn her head, her wrist was grabbed, and she met Nathan Bolton's flirtatious eyes.
"You... ah..."
Lorraine was pinned against the door, with no way to retreat.
She raised an eyebrow, with a hint of a smile, the small mole at the corner of her eye giving her an even more seductive allure, "Angry out of embarrassment?"
He was the one who insisted she speak the truth.
Why was he upset?
Nathan gritted his teeth and said, "What do you think?"
"Petty."
Lorraine tried to break free from his grip but couldn't, which only angered the man in front of her more. He raised her hand above her head.
