Turning her head slightly, her clear eyes were completely unreadable. "Uncle, do I look like an idiot to you?"
The cool, detached way she said the word held a distinct edge of sarcasm, and Douglas caught it immediately.
He couldn't help but laugh. Staring into the girl's eyes—eyes that were virtually identical to the woman in the silver mask—
The amusement in his gaze deepened.
"No, you certainly don't."
His deep voice sounded incredibly dangerous under the cover of night. "After all, someone who has the nerve to blatantly swindle me out of a billion dollars could never be an idiot."
Serena's eyes flickered, but her expression didn't change in the slightest. Her tone was the picture of innocence. "A billion dollars? I have no idea what you're talking about."
Douglas let out another low chuckle.
The bright moonlight traced his sharp, handsome features, giving him that wicked, predatory edge that belonged solely to Rex.
"Serena, you are very interesting."
Serena kept her smile perfectly in place. "You're very interesting too."
As they spoke, they arrived at the hotel.
Just as Serena was about to walk through the doors.
Douglas suddenly smirked. "Serena."
Serena paused and looked back at him.
The man's dark, predatory gaze was filled with a mix of eager anticipation, mockery, and intense fascination. "I hope your time here in the States gets even more interesting."
Meeting his gaze head-on, her expression didn't falter. She offered a slight, brilliant smile. "It will."
Back in the presidential suite.
Serena tossed her canvas bag aside and pulled out her phone.
Only then did she realize she had quite a few unread messages.
Most of them were from Nicholas.
That was when she remembered.
That arrogant peacock had probably been waiting for her to text him the second she got off the plane.
However...
The first thing she had done after landing was track down the microchip.
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