Billionaire's Match

Chapter 288 "I never said... I hate you.' 11 +25 Bonus Charlotte blinked, her expression betraying a faint, forced innocence, yet her voice remained soft. For a moment, Ethan even felt as if she was deliberately teasing him. "Weren't you ready to call the police the second you saw me last night?" Ethan leaned lazily close to her lips, his tone playful, teasing. "Charlotte... what exactly are you up to?" "I..." Charlotte shrank back slightly, but Ethan cupped her face firmly in his hands. His tall frame pressed an invisible weight on her, his warm breath grazing her ear. "Or...

could it be that last night, when I was completely drunk... I did something to you... something you can't forget?" "Don't say that!" Charlotte's ears flushed red. She slammed her hands against his chest. "I'm just returning the favor from last time... after this meal, we're square." Her voice grew smaller with each word, and her eyes flickered nervously, avoiding his gaze. Even Charlotte herself knew the excuse sounded flimsy. Ethan studied her silently, as if trying to read her mind. Yet, he hadn't expected her to come closer to him willingly.

distraction. He was curious to see what she was really up to. He chose a Japanese restaurant not far from Morrison Group. The chef was well-known, the restaurant private, but the prices were astronomical-one meal could easily cost half of Charlotte's monthly salary. She didn't mind at all, letting Ethan make all the

me-do you think I'm good-looking?" "I was

Charlotte wasn't obsessed with handsome faces; she preferred someone upright and principled, like... Nick. Ethan carried an almost sinister charm, his eyes sharp with scheming even when he smiled-not the demeanor of a good man. After a pause, Charlotte finally nodded. "Ethan... you're... pretty good-looking." She hesitated, her tone forced, lacking any pretense. Her reluctant praise stung more than outright insult. Ethan's face paled slightly, and