NovelEnglish| jumped at the sound of his voice. Seeing how worked up he was, | let out a sigh. “I just said it offhand, you
didn’t have to take it so seriously.”
Jared shota resentful look. “Don’t go getting married again so easily. Just take stto enjoy your life.”
“Jared, honestly, you're a pretty good friend. You're not as distant or controlling as | thought,” | said with a smile.
Jared gavea helpless look. “Con, get up. I'll teach you how to play.”
“It might not be a good idea, | chere with Mr. Wright,” | said as | stood up.
Jared's gaze lingered on my long, slender legs. | was wearing a sporty skirt with shorts underneath, and the outfit
really showed off my figure-full up top, a tiny waist, and fair skin. Even | had to admit, | felt pretty lively in it.
Jared's voice went husky. “I don’t like the idea of someone else teaching you. Letdo it.”
“You're being impulsive again,” | said with a smile..
“Victoria, we know each other inside out by now. No other guy would be as much of a gentleman as me,” Jared
said, sounding pretty pleased with himself.
| nodded with a smile. “You've got a point there.”
Honestly, | did want to pick up the game. It’s one of those things that really helps with work connections.
Jared tookover to the driving range and started teachinghow to swing. Mr. Wright had only given me
stips from the sidelines before-never actually guidinghands-on like this. But Jared was right behind me,
his hands wrapped around mine, showingexactly how to hold the club.
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He stood so close, carefully adjusting my grip and showinghow to use just the right amount of strength.
His familiar scent surrounded me, and with him this near, couldn't help but feel a little breathless.
While Jared was teaching me, | could sense him drifting off sometimes, his fingers tightening around mine
whenever he did.
After swinging a bunch of times, | actually made a bit of progress.
Jared stood tall beside me, watching with a smile. “I used to say you were slow, but honestly, you're pretty
sharp-you’re picking this up faster than my own kid.”
| smiled. “People have hidden potential. If you never push yourself, no one will ever see it. So, you shouldn't sell
yourself short all the time.”
“Yeah, you're way more confident now. And honestly, you look even better,” Jared said, openly admiring.
“So, | wasn’t good-looking before?” Victoria joked, poking fun at him.
“Not at all,” Jared replied with a grin. “You had this serene beauty about you, but you didn’t have much spark.
Now that you're moving, you're way more vibrant and full of energy.”
| swung hard, then rested the club on my shoulder and shot Jared a grin. “Mr. Holcomb, you've been talking to
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Jared's handsface turned a little red, and he deliberately looked away. “Feeling pretty proud of yourself,
huh? Looks like f finally walked right into your trap.”
| really did feel a bit smug. “Well, now that you're caught in my web, you'll just have to put up with my attitude.
Think you can handle that, Mr. Holcomb?”
Jared lazily turned and sat down in a nearby chair, sipping his coffee. “Pain and pleasure-we’ve had our fair
share of both, haven't we? What's there to complain about?”
Embarrassed and a little annoyed, | shot him a glare. “I'm trying to have a serious conversation here.”
Jared looked at me, clearly amused. “Haven't seen you blush in ages. Nice to see it again today.”
“Jared...” | whispered, worried his voice might be too loud and someone would hear us-and that would be so
embarrassing.
Jared set his coffee cup down, got up, and walked over to me. He gave my arm a playful tap. “You messed up
your swing again. Letshow you how it’s done, one more time.”
Annoyed, | turned my gaze away, only to catch sight of a tall silhouette at the second-floor window.
It was Edward.
He was up there, watchingfrom the second floor. My heart skipped a beat.
Jared grabbed my fingers, but | was so distracted | didn’t even react until he sounded a bit annoyed, “Quit
spacing out, you gotta focus if you want to play.”
Under his guidance, | took another swing, then quickly said, “I'm getting a little tired. | think I'll go catch up with
Mr. Wright about swork stuff.”
“Letwalk you over,” Jared said.
“No, it's fine. Go hang out with your clients, | got this,” | replied.
Grabbing my little bag, | made a quick exit from Jared's side.
When | got back to Mr. Wright, they were all just chilling, sipping coffee and chatting-no more golfing.
The pretty girl on my team had Mr. Wright grinning ear to ear.
Maybe it was because he saw Edward cover to talk toearlier, but Mr. Wright closed the deal on the spot.
He even said he’d introduceto sother clients.
| finally understood the allure of power and status. Edward had only chatted withfor a few minutes, and just
like that, he'd effortlessly landeda huge profit.
His words echoed in my mind-if | could just be a little more ruthless, | could surpass Jared.
Turns out, he wasn't just sellinga dream. With his backing, maybe I really could achieve that kind of wealth.
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