"Take out your phone, let me see." Constantine Stewart's eyes lowered to her rosy cherry lips, his gaze sliding down to pause on her cute, pointed chin. Remembering the taste of biting her in the past, his voice unconsciously turned a bit husky.
"Huh?" Chloe Winston was momentarily surprised, then reached for her phone and handed it to him.
The man's slender fingers quickly tapped open WeChat, sweeping a glance for any rival's messages. His expression darkened as he found out Charles Taylor had arranged to meet with her and also saw Finnian's messages, which were just routine chat logs. Constantine Stewart's lips pressed down, noting the time and place for their meeting before finally checking the text messages.
After a moment, he returned the phone to Chloe Winston, seeing her looking adorably dazed. He reached out to touch her pearly little face, quickly retracting his hand, and said, "No need to go, just pretend she doesn't exist."
