Chapter 57
The group looked at Alexander in surprise.
Samuel let out a low chuckle. “Whose truth is Mr. Ramirez so eager to hear p>
“Certainly not yours, Mr. Thompson. After all, you’ve never been known to speak it,” Alexander shot back, his legs crossed as he leaned back against the sofa, a smirk playing on his lips.
“And does Mr. Ramirez even possess such a thing p>
Though both men were smiling, their eyes were cold.
Bruce, loyal to Alexander, chimed in. “Alright, new rule. When it’s Samuel’s turn, ‘truth’ is off the table. He only gets ‘dare p>
Samuel shrugged, the picture of nonchalance. “I’ll agree to that, if Mr. Ramirez does p>
Alexander just scoffed, his derision clear.
The game began.
For the first few rounds, the spinner landed on others, who chose a mix of truths and dares.
On the next spin, it stopped in front of Bruce’s date.
Before anyone could ask, she volunteered, “I choose truth p>
A woman across from her, after a brief, charged look, asked, “Who is the person you have a crush on p>
A blush crept up the woman’s cheeks as she shyly turned to look at Bruce. The answer was obvious.
Bruce glanced at her and scoffed. “Me? Don’t get any ideas. I’m not the settling- down type p>
Disappointment flashed in the woman’s eyes.
“Keep it moving, keep it moving,” Bruce urged, motioning for someone to spin again.
The spinner whirled rapidly before slowing to a stop. Natalie watched in dismay as the pointer came to rest directly in front of her. Fınd the newest release on.net
“Ms. Watson, truth or dare p>
She remembered playing this game with friends in school and had seen how outrageous the dares could get.
“Truth,” she decided.
In the dim light, an unseen voice asked, “At this very moment, is there anyone in this room that you like p>
All eyes, including Samuel’s, turned to Natalie.
It was a difficult game to police. Without someone who knew the truth, a player could easily lie their way through it. In this room, besides Alexander, only Arianna would know if Natalie was being honest.
Realizing this, Samuel discreetly watched Arianna’s reaction. Arianna, however, was too worried about Natalie to notice, her gaze fixed on her friend.
“What’s with all these lame questions?” Bruce grumbled, glancing at Alexander, who was staring intently at his glass. “Can’t we ask something else p>
The person who had asked the question didn’t dare argue with Bruce and was about to rephrase when Bruce suddenly yelped.
“Bruce, what’s wrong?” someone asked.
He had just been kicked squarely in the left shin. He was about to curse out
whoever did it when he remembered that Alexander was sitting to his left.
Bruce shot him a look. Alexander was unmoved, acting as if nothing had happened.
“It’s nothing,” Bruce said, rubbing his smarting leg through his teeth. “Since the question’s been asked, let’s stick with it. No changing it.” He was baffled. Why would Alexander care who Natalie liked? They were getting divorced, and everyone knew Camila White was White was Alexander’s.. Alexander’s first love. It was only natural for Natalie to move on.
Unless… Alexander just wanted to hear the gossip?
Bruce decided that must be it.
With the question set, Natalie had to answer. Was there anyone in this room she liked?
If this had been the past, she would have said yes without a moment’s hesitation. But now, she didn’t want to like that person anymore. Even if it meant denying her own feelings, she refused to admit it.
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Natalie had once believed that scars, once healed, no longer hurt. She had forgotten one crucial detail: even when healed, the scar remains, a constant reminder of the wound.
That was why, even after three years, seeing Alexander again, being hurt by him again, still caused her pain. But she was determined to let him go completely.
She offered a faint, cool smile and answered with unwavering certainty, “No p>
Alexander’s eyes flickered up. He
drained his glass in one swallow and set it down. Just as someone moved to refill it, he took the cigarette burning between his fingers and casually dropped the smoldering butt into the empty glass.
The person froze, feeling the sudden, oppressive shift in the atmosphere.
Samuel narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with amusement. “Does Mr. Ramirez have an issue with Ms. Watson’s answer p>
At his words, Natalie’s gaze drifted to Alexander. A flicker of darkness crossed his features, but his lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
“Who she likes is none of my business p>