Chapter 239

• Gavin sat there, his posture relaxed, with a faint smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. His calm demeanor was disarming, but Liza couldn’t help feeling on edge.
• Her instincts kicked in, and a shiver ran down her spine. What’s with that smile? Why does it feel like he’s up to something?
• Before she could dwell on it further, Gavin slipped an arm around her waist and guided her to the lounge. He settled into the sofa effortlessly, his tone casual but warm as he asked, “Are you hungry?”