Vera Xavier wasn't actually very good at acting cute. However, based on her recent experiences with Nathaniel Nathan, she had learned that this particular tactic was especially effective on him. Her current plan was to placate him first and then figure out a way to smooth things over completely.
How could Nathaniel Nathan not see what she was up to? His eyes were fixed on her, his face devoid of expression.
Alistair Forrest stared at Vera Xavier, dumbfounded. The coquettish, girlish way she was acting now was a world away from the domineering queen who had dealt with Susan Caldwell just moments ago. It was like she was a completely different person. What happened to her aloofness? Where was that unapproachable aura?
He considered himself a man of the world, but today had still managed to stun him. This woman was unlike any he had ever met. She was sharp, intelligent, composed, and knew exactly how to read a situation.
