NovelEnglishChapter 92 | Touched His Abs
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Before Charmaine could finish her sentence, Keon had already ushered her into the car and was quickly
rummaging through the emergency medical kit. Within seconds, he produced an Alpine Remedy,
“...I'll heal by itself, Charmaine continued with a sigh, her voice resigned. She then returned to his earlier
question. “The heir of the Jameses returning to Eragos surely that’s something noteworthy, right? And,
coincidentally, | have a friend attending tonight's welcbanquet
“Since it’s such a coincidence, why don’t you join me? Keon interrupted, his tone casual as if it were the most
natural suggestion.
Charmaine furrowed her brows and instinctively replied, “Keon, we agreed that once we parted ways, we'd
treat each other as-
“As strangers,” Keon finished for her smoothly. “Everything that happened before was to stay in the past. But
since fate has brought us together again, maybe it’s a sign we're meant to be friends
Charmaine stayed silent. Their last meeting had been unexpected, a situation that had forced them to reveal
their true selves to one another.
Keon finished tending to Charmaine’s injury and offered her his hand with a friendly smile. “It’s nice to meet you,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMs. Nelson. I'm Keon James. | happened to pass by and helped you. Now, how about joiningfor the welcome
banquet?”
Charmaine gave his hand a playful slap, her voice light but mocking, “Meetingfor the first tand you
already know my last name?”
Ten minutes later, Charmaine found herself following Keon to the venue.
The banquet was being held at the Regal Tavern, one of Eragos’s most exclusive and hidden restaurants.
Specializing in cuisine served in the palace, it catered only to a select group of members, with no entry allowed
to the general public. Only those personally acquainted with the owner could dine here.
Beyond the grand, aged wooden doors, a stunning garden unfolded-pavilions, terraces, flowing streams, and
vibrant flowers, each corner more breathtaking than the last, as if crafted by an artist.
Charmaine clicked her tongue in awe. “I've heard of this place for years. | always thought it was somewhere in
the new city, where space is scarce. Never expected it to be tucked away in the old city. Restoring this building
must have cost a fortune.”
Keon smiled. “When they were choosing the location, they did extensive research. This place was once the home
of a notable figure. The original architecture was preserved, and in the end, it becthe perfect spot.”
Charmaine shot him a sidelong glance. “You're the owner, aren't you? That's why you know so much?”
“Yes, | am,” Keon answered with a simple nod.
Charmaine cursed inwardly, How stupid ofto ask a rich person such a direct question!
As they rounded a corner, Charmaine suddenly stopped. “You go ahead. I'll catch up after | use the
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Keon smiled gently, “Sure, the private rooms are just ahead. Don’t get lost?
Charmaine waved him off. “Don’t worry
The restroom matched the lavishness of the rest of the place. After washing her hands, Charmaine wandered
aimlessly for a bit, buying herself stbefore returning
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As she passed by a flower hanging on the wall, she reached out to touch it-its authenticity was hard to tell. A
sharp, condescending voice broke through the quiet,
“People like you, from poor backgrounds, sneaking around in fancy places. Now you're even stealing flowers,
huh? No surprise-you’re only fit to be a maid.
Charmaine turned around to see Freya, who looked like she was trying hard to impress, her arms crossed and
chin tilted up, her face filled with disdain and mockery.
Three other young women stood behind her, sizing Charmaine up with judgmental eyes.
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One of them sneered, “Freya, who's this? Someone you've had working for you?”
Another teased, “Who else would get Freya's attention? She must be from Mr. Emyr’s household...”
A third added condescendingly, “She might be a pretty maid, but still a maid. She's probably never even touched
Mr. Emyr’s shoes. All these years, the only woman around Mr. Emyr has been Freya.
Freya's face flushed slightly, but it quickly morphed into a mix of embarrassment and fury. Charmaine couldn't
help but chuckle. “Well, you're right. | never touched Mr. Emyr’s shoes, but | did touch his abs ...”
The color drained from the women’s faces, and Freya's blush turned into seething rage.
“Ahh! Y-you're vile! Don’t you dare slander Emyr!”
Freya was shaking with fury, her words filled with fury.
Charmaine couldn't help but laugh. Tsk, | was just saying it casually, but Freya actually thought Emyr suffered a
huge humiliation and invasion.
But in reality...
Charmaine’s smile widened as she leaned into the tension. “But it’s the truth. Not only did | touch his abs, |
kissed those lips too. They might be thin, but they're surprisingly nice to kiss. And there's more ...
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