From now on, they would live in their own circles, becoming the most familiar strangers, not interfering with each other.
Perhaps she might occasionally hear some news related to him at some gatherings.
Like who he's dating, or whom he's married to...
Bella Acker clenched her hands tightly, the pain of her nails digging into her palms barely keeping her awake.
Damian Sinclair turned his head to look at her, "Satisfied?"
His gaze was deep, and she couldn't see any emotion in it. Was he angry?
Bella Acker suppressed her thoughts and suddenly laughed, "Mr. Sinclair, I know it's easy for someone as powerful as you to control someone's life. But could you spare me for the sake of the feelings we once had? Of course, if Mr. Sinclair just wants to sleep with me, fine! You book the hotel, and I'll..."
"Bella Acker, what do you take me for?" Damian Sinclair squinted slightly at her, emotions surging in his eyes.
