Hazel Langley was waiting for the elevator.
With a ’ding’ sound, the elevator door opened, and upon seeing the situation inside, she abruptly widened her eyes.
Jasper Faulkner!?
Wasn’t he over there just now? How could he appear here?
Earlier, Hazel Langley and Serena Quincy were entangled with each other, neither noticing Jasper Faulkner receiving a call from his assistant and deciding to leave imdiately.
Jasper Faulkner leaned inside the elevator, his gaze as dark as an abyss, filled with an obvious desire, wrapping around Hazel Langley tightly.
Hazel Langley’s steps hesitated briefly, not entering.
Jasper Faulkner suppressed his discomfort, raised his head, saw Hazel Langley, and recognized her.
She was the celebrity endorsing Celeste Jewels today, and Elijah Hayes had ntioned she was good, suggesting that if Jasper was interested, she could be recruited to the Faulkner Group’s entertainnt company.
Hazel Langley was very beautiful, with a face naturally suited for the entertainnt industry, uniquely attractive.
Her eyes were distinctly black and white, pure as if untouched by the mundane, making her unforgettable.
He pressed the elevator button and asked, "Are you coming in?"
Jasper Faulkner’s voice was husky, different from usual, carrying a charming allure.
It seed to echo around Hazel Langley’s ears, heating her deep inside.
Her mind went blank, yet her feet moved involuntarily inside.
The elevator doors closed slowly.
In the small enclosed space, the two stood side by side, Hazel Langley could feel Jasper Faulkner’s rapid breathing, making her tense.
She forced herself not to pay him attention.
But her thoughts drifted, recalling past events.
Back in school, she had similar chances to stand next to him; back then, her thrilled youthful heart couldn’t be contained, making her smile.
All because she could be close to him, standing beside him.
She thought she must have looked silly at that ti.
She stole a glance at him, seeing the excessively handso side profile of the boy, every inch was to her liking, an image that occupied her thoughts night after night.
Back then, Jasper Faulkner turned to her and coldly asked, "Do I look funny?"
The mory was so vivid, even after so many years, she still rembered the excitent from that ti.
Now, her heart pounded intensely, overlapping with the past, the throbbing slowly spreading throughout her body.
All mories of Jasper Faulkner were deeply etched in her mind.
Unfortunately, Jasper Faulkner didn’t rember her.
Hazel Langley lowered her gaze, feeling bitter inside.
Jasper Faulkner was a prominent figure in school, a prodigy surrounded by many beauties, including girls from top-tier families.
She was ordinary, not just in family background but also not the most beautiful, never catching his eye; how could he rember her.
Even now, as a well-known celebrity in the public eye, she strives to be glamorous but is still inadequate to stand by his side.
As her thoughts churned, the elevator had reached the first floor.
Hazel Langley didn’t move, and neither did Jasper Faulkner; they stood with remarkable tacit understanding.
Jasper Faulkner’s nerves were so strained he could hardly maintain himself, he even needed to lean against the elevator wall to support his body.
The faint scent from Hazel Langley beside him reached his nose, a very light fragrance, with a refreshing novelty.
Strangely, it cald his restless emotions.
Jasper Faulkner turned to glance at her, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "Hazel Langley."
Upon hearing him call her na, Hazel Langley’s eyes widened suddenly, her heart racing.
He rembered her na!
She forced herself to calm down and asked, "Second Young Master, is there sothing you need?"
"Co over, help ."
Hazel Langley didn’t hesitate and took a step closer to him.
The next second, she was pulled over, a heavy pressure falling on her, with Jasper Faulkner’s entire weight pressing on her.
Still wearing a gown, she could clearly feel the man’s body heat, touching her skin, transmitting a scorching warmth.
Hazel Langley blushed instantly, like prey caught by the neck, letting him lean on her, not daring to move.
After getting close to Hazel Langley, Jasper Faulkner relaxed completely; it wasn’t a misconception earlier, this woman made him feel good, very relaxed.
He didn’t reject her approach.
Hazel Langley stiffened all over, asking, "Jasper... Second Young Master, are you alright?"
"Mm." A deep and raspy voice sounded beside her ear.
Hazel Langley could even feel his hot breath on her earlobe, sending a shiver through her body.
The elevator doors closed again; he pressed the open button, nudging her to help him out, as Hazel Langley supported him out of the elevator together.
At this mont, Jasper Faulkner’s phone began to ring.
He took out his phone to answer, with his assistant Charles Chapman’s voice saying, "Second Young Master, where are you? The car is here."
"At the door, bring it over." After finishing the call, Jasper Faulkner hung up.
He didn’t intend to let go of Hazel Langley; leaning against her, Hazel Langley didn’t struggle, obediently cooperating.
Soon, Hazel Langley realized sothing was off with Jasper Faulkner, but she thought he was just drunk.
Despite wanting to distance herself from him, being this close to him made Hazel Langley reluctant to leave.
A Bentley stopped in front of them.
Charles Chapman got out, shocked to see Jasper Faulkner with a woman.
He had been with Jasper Faulkner for many years, never seeing a woman by his side.
The public even speculated he was gay, causing Mrs. Faulkner to be anxious about finding him a woman.
Although surprised, Charles Chapman didn’t show it, opening the car door for Jasper Faulkner.
Jasper Faulkner glanced at Hazel Langley and raspily asked, "Take ho?"
This sentence was undeniably an invitation.
Going ho with him might lead to sothing happening, Hazel Langley, being an adult, wouldn’t be unaware.
Hazel Langley didn’t hesitate long, gently responding with a "Mm."
Jasper Faulkner’s thin lips curved, smiling, satisfied with her answer.
He pulled her into the car.
"Fastest speed, to Bellerive." Jasper Faulkner’s voice was completely hoarse.
Charles Chapman didn’t linger and quickly started the car to leave.
The villa was Jasper Faulkner’s private property, a high-end residential estate with excellent privacy.
People living there had unusual identities; when not staying at the Faulkner Family’s old mansion, he resided here.
Just after entering the villa, Jasper Faulkner closed the door, eagerly kissing her, forceful and passionate, almost overwhelming her.
"Jasper Faulkner..." Hazel Langley was sowhat flustered.
He paused for a few seconds, looking at Hazel Langley’s moist eyes filled with tension.
His large hands road over her body, carrying an unspoken aning.
"Do you know what might happen by coming ho with ?" His voice was hoarse, hot breath blowing over her.
Hazel Langley’s cheeks turned rosy; under his intense gaze, she nodded lightly, her voice soft, "I know."
With Hazel Langley’s answer, Jasper Faulkner had no more qualms, picking her up and heading towards the upstairs room.
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