Chapter 1785
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“Didn’t we place a bet? We just want to see Finnian’s reaction every time Yara shows up.”
Rory popped a kernel of popcorn into Claire’s mouth.
Claire accepted the snack, looking at the two of them with utter amusement.
“Are you guys really that bored?”
“It’s not that. It’s just that this girl gets more determined every time Finnian rejects her. We’re taking notes,” Rory chuckled mischievously.
“You need to take notes?” Claire looked at Rory in surprise.
Rory rarely bothered to dress up, but she was undeniably a natural, stunning beauty.
She commanded a powerful presence. If she actually set her sights on someone, it would be almost impossible for her not to catch them.
In fact, knowing Rory’s dominant personality, Claire half-suspected that if wooing didn’t work, Rory would just resort to brute force.
“Yara’s tactics probably wouldn’t suit you anyway.”
With Rory’s intense personality, she could never pull off Yara’s bubbly persistence.
“Is Finnian avoiding me?” Yara asked as she went over to pick up her food. Instead of Finnian, she was greeted by Steele Sterling.
“No, he was tired from cooking, so he went to take a shower,” Steele replied awkwardly, not being much of a talker.
Seeing the young woman look so disappointed, he forced himself to offer a brief explanation.
“I baked some cupcakes and wanted to give them to him.”
Yara was still holding the pastry box in her hands.
Steele’s immediate, literal response was, “It’s not Finnian’s birthday today.”
“It’s just afternoon tea. He can have it later when he gets hungry.”
Yara’s stubborn persistence left Steele completely out of his depth.
“We don’t do afternoon tea. If we get hungry in the afternoon, we just eat apples.” Yara was speechless.
Just as she was struggling to find a response, Finnian walked out.
Because there were two female bodyguards sharing the apartment, Finnian always made sure to be fully dressed before stepping out of the bathroom.
He was wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts. His wet hair was still dripping, and a gray towel hung casually around his neck. He looked effortlessly attractive, exuding an undeniable aura of restraint.
“Why are you still here?”
Seeing Yara, his first instinct was to retreat back into the bathroom, but he forced himself to stop.
He couldn’t just keep running away, or Yara would only get more fired up.
“I just wanted to bring you a cupcake I baked myself.”
Yara was visibly captivated by this fresh-out-of-the-shower version of Finnian.
How could a guy hit every single one of her specific aesthetic preferences so perfectly?
Especially
en she noticed his
long, defined hands. Several stea
comic book scenarios instant
flashed t
her mind.
Finnian was practically her ultimate walking muse.
“Finnian, please just accept it. I spent all morning making them.”
Yara held the box out to him.
Finnian didn’t take it. “Sorry, I don’t like sweets.”
Beside him, Steele swallowed hard. He loved sweets!
But before he could say a word, Finnian delivered the crushing follow-up: “Eating
too much sugar makes people stupid.”
The light instantly vanished from Yara’s eyes.
She strongly suspected Finnian was indirectly calling her stupid.
That stung.
Fighting the urge to curse him out, Yara tried one last time to persuade him. These cupcakes are really small. With so many of you here, be gone in two bites each
“If you really can’t finish them, you can share them with Claire next door.”
Finnian wasn’t the least bit surprised that Yara even knew about Claire.
“I made this frosting from scratch. It’s not heavy at all, just light and barely sweet. Please just try it.”
“I really did spend all morning on this. It’s not some half-hearted effort!”
Seeing the girl look so utterly defeated, Steele couldn’t stand Finnian’s heartless rejection anymore.
He chimed in from the sidelines.
“Finnian, come on, don’t turn her down it’s not easy spending a whole morning baking.”
Then, he turned to Yara. “Yara, if he doesn’t want it, it’s his loss. I’ll gladly eat it!”
This absolute meathead. Finnian couldn’t believe he actually said that.
Finnian fought the urge to roll his eyes.
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