Chapter 410


    Ashlyn did not pay him any mind as she was long used to this by now. She would stay here tonight so


    she would not have to book a hotel room. The matter she was here for was tomorrow anyway.


    Besides, it was a lot more beautiful andfortable here than a hotel.


    After a moment of watching random programs on the TV, she grew bored.


    Her gaze drifted toward Lucas. His side profile was incredibly attractive, especially now with the dim


    lighting softening the normally harsh features of his face. His dark eyes were focused on hisptop


    screen while his lips were tightly pursed in concentration. It made for a very alluring sight.


    Inexplicably, desire red to life in her, and she had the sudden urge to kiss his lips.


    It should be a crime to look this seductive and alluring. Gah! Restrain yourself, Ashlyn! He may look


    ravishing, but he’s a narcissistic, arrogant, mean, and domineering jerk! You mustn’t be seduced by his


    charms! There are plenty of better other men out there.


    With much effort, she managed to force herself to turn her attention back on the TV.


    Her lips twitched as she mentally berated herself for having such a strange impulse toward Lucas, of all


    men.


    Just then, Lilian came over with a cup of coffee with a sweet smile ever-present on her face. “Mr.


    Nn, here’s your coffee.”


    The smell of coffee wafted into his nose, and Lucas raised his eyes to nce at Ashlyn. He moved his


    eyes pointedly in a gesture for her to take it.


    Ashlyn frowned at how he seemed to be ordering her around with a superior air. However, the fact that


    she was technically leeching off his hospitality now and even got to enjoy such wonderful scenery


    stayed her tongue.


    Thus, she reached out to take the coffee from Lilian. “Thank you.”


    With her sharp eyes, she saw how a vicious glint shed through the servant’s eyes. Despite that, the


    smile on Lilian’s face remained as harmless as ever.


    If Ashlyn did not know any better, she would have thought she imagined it.


    Breaking the eye contact, she took a sip of the coffee.


    It was incredibly sweet.


    Looks like Lilian doesn’t know Lucas’ preferences at all. He doesn’t like sweet things, especially not his


    coffee.


    He preferred his coffee ck and enjoyed it more when Ashlyn brewed it for him.


    Actually, he liked whatever Ashlyn did as long as it was her doing it.


    It did not matter if it was her cooking, the coffee she made, or even a ss of lemon juice, everything


    she made tasted divine to him.


    “I want to drink coffee brewed by you.” He stroked her cheek softly, the silky feeling a delightful


    sensation that had him wanting more.


    Ashlyn swatted his hand away in irritation. “Don’t touch me!”


    After she said that, she stood up to head for the kitchen. She was not doing this for him; she was only


    doing this because Lilian’s coffee was just too disgustingly sweet, and she did not want to drink it. That


    was all.


    Lilian was rooted to the spot, feeling awkward. She watched with disappointment as Lucas focused


    back on his work, not even touching the coffee she had made for him.


    Ashlyn took in the expressions on the other woman’s face but did notment since it had nothing to


    do with her.


    What she had not expected was for the servant to follow her to the kitchen. “Ms. Berry, why does Mr.


    Nn want you to brew his coffee for him?”


    Because he’s a perverted creep!


    Whatever her inner thoughts were, Ashlyn answered in a calm tone, “I don’t know.”


    Lilian lingered around, watching as Ashlyn went through the motions of making coffee with well-


    practiced ease.


    After a moment, she said, “You didn’t put sugar.”


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    Picking up the freshly-prepared cup of coffee, Ashlyn replied, “Oh, he doesn’t like sweet things.”


    Lilian thought to herself furiously, Is she mocking my coffee-making skills?


    Right then, the familiar scent of Ashlyn’s coffee had Lucas reaching out a hand to ept the cup. He


    took a small sip and his tightened features rxed. “You make the best coffee, Honey.”


    Noticing his eyes were locked on her, Ashlyn blushed and shushed him.


    Lucas put hisptop aside and hooked an arm around her waist to drag her closer to him. “Honey, you


    still haven’t told me why you came to London.”


    He was still a little upset over her going to Italy to box previously.