Chapter 430 Encounter

• When Harper arrived at the Wolverly Capital, she received a message from Taya. It was a picture of aurora. Taya:[Harper, I finally came to Finland safely and saw the real aurora. I’m so happy.] Then there were a few more videos about the green aurora. Griffon was shot in the video. Even if in front of the beautiful scenery, he only cared about Taya. When Harper saw it, she smiled and sent a voice message to Taya, asking her to enjoy a good honeymoon with Griffon and call her if anything happened. After sending the voice message, Harper put the phone into her bag and put on a pair of sungla*ses. Then she walked out of the airport. She called a car on Uber, but it hadn’t arrived yet. Harper, who had been waiting for a long time, took out a box of cigarettes from her bag, took out one randomly, and lit it. She wore a light brown off-the-shoulder dress with a golden chain bag on her shoulder. Leaning against the white pillar, she smoked gently. Shrouded in smoke, her skin was smooth and fair, and her eyes were clear and bright. Her eyebrows were charming, and her red lips were delicate and attractive. Even though she was biting a thin cigarette, she still looked charming. After she finished a cigarette, she bent over and threw it into the trash can. Her long hair fell down and was blown by the breeze. On the running Rolls-Royce, Preston, who was resting his chin on one hand, was stunned at the sight of this. Then he asked the driver to stop the car. Harper used her manicured fingernails to pull open the cigarette box. When she was about to smoke another cigarette, a hand- pressed the cigarette box. She slowly looked up and saw Preston’s handsome face. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she quickly pushed his hand away. “It’s improper for a man to touch a woman. Preston, please don’t do that.” Harper took a step back to keep a distance from him. She looked indifferent as if she had met a stranger who was making a move on her. Preston’s face darkened and his heart sank. Somehow, he felt bad when evans behaved like a stranger. It was she who seduced him first. It was also she who used him and tried her best to please him. It was because she showed that she couldn’t live without him and loved him that he allowed her to stay with him for few years. Why didn’t she care about him now? What did she think he was? A toy for fun?! Frowning, Preston took a step forward and grabbed Harper’s hand with the cigarette box. “Miss Duke, you come to the Wolverly Capital because you don’t have good business in Arcadia, right?” He pulled her to the white pillar and pressed her down with his tall and straight body. “Since you ask for twenty thousand dollars for one night in Arcadia, how much are you going to ask for in Wolverly Capital?” Harper worked in the nightclub. She didn’t sleep with others but only drank with them. Preston knew she wouldn’t sell her body, but he still humiliated her like this. Through the black sungla*ses, Harper looked at the man who was younger than her and suddenly felt that he was a little strange. In the past few years, even though he knew that she was using him, he still treated her gently and gentlemanly. But after they broke up, he became childish and immature, always trying to find fault with her. It was like a boy sitting in the back row pulling her hair, moving her things, and kicking her chair from time to time at school. Anyway, it just made Harper feel uncomfortable. Preston was such a boy now. Harper struggled a few times and tried to push him away, but she was not as strong as him. So she lowered her eyes and stopped moving.
• Harper seemed too lazy to even talk to him, which made Preston feel frustrated and even anxious as if he thought his Harper wouldn’t come back. Uncontrollably, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. The faint smell of tobacco emanating from her body hit his nostrils. This scent was very familiar, and he suddenly missed it. He buried his head in her hair and took a gentle sniff. “You’re smoking again. You promised me you wouldn’t smoke anymore. Why don’t you listen?” He scolded her like a younger brother reprimanding his older sister, his voice tinged with resignation. “Preston, you have a girlfriend. Is it appropriate to hold me like this?” The woman’s voice was faint, ringing in his ears. Preston’s body stiffened, but he stubbornly continued to hold her in his arms. “When we were together, you promised to go with me to see the snow scenery in North Mountain. When are we going?” he asked. “You have a girlfriend. It’s not appropriate to hold me like this. Please let go,” Harper replied. “Harper, I…” Harper’s angry voice silenced Preston. He tightened his grip on her back and waist slightly before suddenly letting go. He then resumed his cold and distant demeanor, taking a step back and creating distance between them. “Miss Duke, as you know, I’ve been nostalgic lately and always want to tease my ex-girlfriends. Don’t take it to heart,” he said.
• Everyone in the city knew that Preston was only interested in S**, not love. If he showed any concern for someone, it meant he wanted to sleep with her. Harper always remembered this and never took his affection seriously. As an ordinary person, Harper couldn’t compete with the wealthy and powerful. All she could do was make herself suffer less. Besides, she was three years older than Preston. A woman in her age didn’t have time to waste playing with young men. Harper looked at Preston and replied lightly, “Okay,” before standing by the roadside and waiting for the car. As he watched her slender figure, Preston had an impulse to tie her up and keep her locked at home forever. He was shocked by this thought. He had never cared too much about the women who had gone out with him. But now, why did he have such an idea?