Chapter 233 Not A Pushover
Kent was a bit miffed by the way J was looking at him. How could she act so differently in just a
blink of an eye? She was still thanking him in earnest just a few moments ago.
"Is there anything more important than your own safety? If you really want to spend some time with
me, then let''s go get a room. We can talk all night." He grabbed her by the wrist, fully intending to
drag her away with him.
"I have nothing to talk to you. I have to stay here; it''s important. Don''t worry about me." J''s reply
was blunt and firm, and her eyes shed with determination. "I want to deal with the person who
orchestrated this trap. I am grateful for what you did just now, Mr. Perkins. But we should part ways
here."
"Are you sure you can handle it by yourself?" Kent asked, frowning. J was so small and frail; he
doubted she could even go against a woman her own size.
"It''s none of your business anyway," she retorted wryly, not appreciating his condescension.
J had already made up her mind. Even though she had clearly severed her ties with the Lind
family, Fiona and Jocelyn still persisted in making trouble for her again and again. She needed to
settle this matter once and for all, and let them know that she was no pushover.
Kent rubbed his nose in frustration. He wasn''t a meddlesome person on principle, yet he had
somehow broken his own rule several times in less than an hour. "How can you expect me to just
leave you alone? We have no way of knowing what might happen if you pursue this." J
narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Stop messing with me. Don''t you have the exact same
intentions towards me?"
Kent let out a helpless sigh. He wasn''t sure whether tough or cry. "You think the worst of me,
don''t you? I am interested in you, yes, but I still have my standards. I would never resort to drugging
people. If I truly had evil ns for you, I wouldn''t have warned you in the first ce. I would have
just let you drink that coffee, then intercept you once you were out cold."
J blinked and considered his words. They did make a lot of sense. She still thought that Kent
was a piece of scum to a degree, but he wasn''t the type to y dirty tricks on other people.
In any case, his reasoning made her calm down a little. "Thank you for your concern, but I''ll be fine.
I''ve already asked my husband toe and get me. I suggest you get going now. It won''t be good if
my husband sees you. He misunderstood what happenedst time."
Kent instantly perked up at the idea that J had fought with her husband.
He was a very patient man. If he couldn''t get J through his bold advances, then he would just
wait her out from the sidelines. Judging by today''s encounter, he was confident that she was
already mellowing out towards him. He shouldn''t ruin his chances by being too hasty.
"All right." Kent stood up and buttoned his suit jacket.
He gave J a friendly smile. "Please call me if you feel like you might be in danger, Miss Lind. I''d
dly be your bodyguard any time you are need of such services."
Then, he took out a business card from his jacket''s inner pocket and handed it to her before walking
away.
Kent mentally patted himself on the back. He had made considerable progress today. At the very
least, J was no longer disgusted with him. She will learn to see his good side soon enough. He
could wait.
As for J, she barely nced at the business card and just left it on the table, not caring if she
lost it altogether. Kent had asked for her contact number before, under the pretext of their business
partnership, but she had dodged his request even then.
The music inside the cafe shifted to a mncholic melody, one that was best suited for a gloomy,
rainy day.
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J decided to order the same coffee for Bernie.
This time, it was a waitress who attended to her. She breathed a small sigh of relief. There shouldn''t
be any problem now.