Chapter 1066:
Pierre pretended not to hear her. “What was that?”
Gemma raised her voice. “I said you’re so oblivious. Can’t you even guess what I’m thinking? It’s frustrating that I’m so fond of you!”
Her candid expression of affection caught Pierre off guard, wiping the smile from his face.
The most skilled liars in society were often those in positions of power. Perhaps there was always a sliver of truth hidden in their deception, but it never lasted. With a forced smile, Pierre suggested, “It’s too late for that now. Let’s save the kiss for after breakfast.”
At moments like this, Pierre found himself grateful for Gemma’s natural charm. She was effortlessly endearing, and her lightheartedness made it easier to tolerate her whims. If Corey’s sister had been less appealing or more demanding, he wasn’t sure he’d have the patience to humor her.noveldrama
Just as they began breakfast, the door swung open, and Corey strode in. His eyes narrowed upon seeing Gemma feeding Pierre, and his demeanor chilled as he approached.
Pierre quickly swallowed the egg and rose to his feet. “Mr. Hampton,” he greeted respectfully.
Gemma looked up, startled but soft in her tone. “Corey, what brings you here this early?”
Ignoring her, Corey pulled out a chair forcefully and sat down, legs splayed. “What’s this I see? Feeding the bodyguard?”
Pierre opened his mouth to explain, but Corey’s glare silenced him. “Did I give you permission to speak?” His tone was sharp, cutting through the air like a blade.
Gemma frowned, her voice rising in protest. “Why are you being so harsh? I don’t like egg yolks, so I made him eat it. What’s the big deal?”
Corey’s face darkened further. “You’re defending him? Are you taking a bodyguard’s side against your own brother?”
From the moment he entered, Corey had been visibly upset. Now, it was as though he’d found the perfect outlet for his simmering anger. His gaze locked onto Pierre, and he ordered Pierre to kneel.
Pierre complied without hesitation, lowering himself to the floor with a stoic expression.
Gemma’s anxiety spiked. “Corey, please stop! What are you doing?”
Pierre, realizing the tension was escalating, tried to diffuse the situation. “Miss Hampton, this is my fault. I shouldn’t have joined you for breakfast or accepted what you offered. I overstepped my boundaries and deserve to be punished.”
Corey’s response was icy. “Is that all you have to say?” Recalling the previous night’s events, Pierre suddenly understood the depth of Corey’s anger. He bowed his head. “I drove too fast last night. I understand now, Mr. Hampton. It won’t happen again.”
Corey’s temper flared, his voice rising. “You think a simple apology fixes everything? I felt sick the entire night, and you think your few words are enough?”
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