Chapter 227
Alexander eased himself in front of Steven, blocking his line of sight.
“Who are you?” His voice was cold, his eyes sharp. Steven quickly looked away from Natalie, forcing a polite smile.
“I’m Steven Wright, marketing manager at Robinson Properties Group.” He held out his business card, but Alexander didn’t take it. He didn’t even glance at it.
Steven stood there awkwardly with his card in the air, then pulled it back and let out a nervous laugh. “Well, I’ll leave you be, Mr. Ramirez.” He shot another look at Alexander’s unreadable face, then hurried off with his date.
Natalie peeked out from behind Alexander’s shoulder, watching Steven disappear.
“You know, you wrinkled my suit,” Alexander murmured near her ear, though his tone had softened.
That was when Natalie realized she was still holding onto his jacket, still pressed close to him. She let go and pushed him away, a little too hard, almost losing her balance.
Alexander slid his hands into his pockets and didn’t make a move to catch her. “Weren’t you looking for evidence? If you take any longer, you’ll lose your chance p>
He turned and walked off, not bothering to look back.
He was clearly annoyed by how she’d pulled away. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ
Natalie crouched down and rubbed her ankle before standing, limping after him. Alexander’s legs were long and he moved fast. With her twisted ankle, she was nowhere near as quick, but she refused to call out and ask him to slow down.
The resort was built to blend into the landscape, so the guest rooms were spread out, not clustered together. Soon, they reached the bottom of a small hill.
A handful of wooden cabins dotted the slope above them, connected by a long stretch of stone steps.
Natalie was ready to hobble up, taking it one step at a time, when Alexander suddenly reappeared and crouched down with his back to her.
“Get on p>
“I can walk,” she insisted, knowing full well what he meant.
Alexander glanced over his shoulder. “If you keep going like this, we’ll never figure out which room they’re in. What, do you want to make a scene and get everyone’s attention p>
She looked up at the night sky. Heavy clouds covered the moon, and the path was silent. Steven and the woman were almost out of sight.
She was supposed to be gathering evidence for Arianna. Swallowing her pride, Natalie leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Alexander’s shoulders.
Up close, she noticed how neat and dark his hair was, and she caught a faint whiff of his shampoo.
When she was settled, Alexander slipped his hands under her knees and lifted her as if she weighed nothing at all.
She barely had time to loop her arms around his neck before he said, “You’re heavier than you look. What, did you fill your pockets with rocks just for me p>
“Am I really that heavy?” She frowned. She was almost five seven and barely weighed a hundred pounds. Heavy? Really?
“Then put me down,” she said with a pout.
Alexander just grinned and adjusted her on his back, climbing the stairs with easy, quick steps. “It’s good arm training p>
Natalie made a face but didn’t argue. Her silence just made him smile more.
Alexander moved so quickly that, before long, they spotted Steven and the woman again. The two disappeared into one of the cabins, and Alexander carried Natalie quietly over to the window. ‘
There was only a thin curtain, not quite closed, so they could see inside through the gap.
Natalie slid off Alexander’s back and they both crept closer to the window.
Light spilled out, revealing Steven
and the woman wrapped up in anet
were so
messy desperate kiss. They caught up in each other that their noises floated out into the night.
Natalie looked away immediately, embarrassed, but then remembered what she was supposed to be doing. She whipped out her phone, squinted, and aimed the camera inside.
As the scene came into focus, she quickly turned her head again, not wanting to see more. Alexander stood right beside her eyes fixed on the couple inside, his face calm.
Natalie nudged his arm. He glanced down at her.
“That’s enough, right?” she mouthed.
There was already plenty of footage. Anyone could tell what was going on between
Steven and this woman.
Alexander’s lips curled in a teasing smile. He leaned closer.
“Already feeling shy?” he whispered.