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Chapter 364
Chapter 364:
He watched the bright afternoon sunlight fall across the side of June’s face. He saw the genuine kindness in her eyes as she humored his grandfather. The admiration swelling in his chest grew so overwhelming it nearly spilled into his expression.
About thirty minutes later, the private nurse stepped forward.
“Mr. Clements, it is time for your afternoon rest,” the nurse said gently.
June immediately seized the opportunity. She stood up straight, offering a deeply respectful bow while carefully balancing her injured frame.
“I should go,” June said politely. “Please rest well, sir p>
Old Mr. Clements refused to release her hand. He squeezed her fingers tightly.
𝘞e 𝘶р𝘥a𝗍𝗲 𝘦𝘃𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝘸еe𝘬 𝘰𝗇
“Good girl,” the old man declared. “You are part of our family now! Make sure you come back and see me soon p>
“I will,” June promised softly.
Brogan walked June out of the VIP suite. The heavy oak door clicked shut behind them, sealing the old man inside.
The moment they stepped into the quiet corridor, Brogan turned to her.
“June, I am so incredibly sorry,” Brogan said, his voice thick with genuine guilt. “My grandfather — his mind is failing him, and I just p>
June raised her right hand, cutting him off with a calm, quiet gesture.
“I understand, Brogan,” June said evenly. “Keeping him happy and stable is the only thing that matters right now p>
She immediately held out her hand and pressed the heavy velvet box directly against Brogan’s chest.
“This is far too valuable,” June stated, leaving no room for argument. “You must take it back p>
Brogan looked down at the box. He did not raise his hands to take it.
He looked back up at June, his eyes quiet and filled with a warm, steady intensity.
“Just think of it as holding onto it for me temporarily,” Brogan said gently. “Can you do that p>
June frowned, her hand still extended.
They stood close together in the hallway, speaking in hushed voices. From a distance, the physical proximity and the intensity of their eye contact looked unmistakably intimate.
Fifty feet away, hidden in the shadows of the intersecting corridor, Alycia stood completely still.
She had not left. She stared at them, her chest heaving. She squeezed her hands into tight fists until her sharp acrylic nails broke the skin of her palms, sending a sting of pain up her arms.
Alycia watched June push the velvet box toward Brogan. She watched Brogan refuse to take it back, his face full of undeniable affection.
In her twisted, jealous mind, this was absolute proof. They were flirting. June was playing hard to get, and the billionaire heir was falling for it completely.
Suddenly, Brogan’s cell phone vibrated loudly in his pocket.
He pulled it out and looked at the screen. His jaw tightened.
“It is an emergency call from the board,” Brogan said, looking at June with deep regret. “I have to take this. My driver is waiting for you downstairs at the VIP exit p>
June gave a single nod. “Go. Handle your business p>
She watched Brogan turn and jog quickly down the opposite end of the hallway, pressing the phone to his ear.