She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 918

"Did I... hold your hand too tight?"

Daphne asked, her voice laced with guilt.

Everett kept his eyes on the road, his tone impossibly casual.

"It's fine. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

Despite his easy forgiveness, Daphne mentally kicked herself.

Holding hands was supposed to be sweet and romantic, and she had practically tried to break his fingers.

She rubbed the bridge of her nose, frantically brainstorming how to salvage the night.

Before she knew it, they were pulling up to the Eclipse Noir Club.

Everett eased the car to a halt by the curb.

When she made no move to unbuckle her seatbelt, he offered a quiet reminder.

"We're here."

Daphne jolted, snapping out of her thoughts.

"Right... well, I guess I'll go then. Bye..."

"Goodnight."

The second Daphne stepped out of the car, Everett felt an immense, physical weight lift off his shoulders.

However, a split second later, the passenger door flew open. Before he could process what was happening, a pair of warm lips crashed clumsily against his.

Everett froze, his eyes blowing wide, his brain completely short-circuiting.

She was kissing him.

Daphne Morrell was kissing him.

"Everett, I like you... And since Melanie doesn't want you anyway, maybe you should think about giving me a shot."

The words tumbled out in a breathless rush, leaving Everett entirely stunned.

Before he could even turn his head, Daphne slammed the door shut and bolted, vanishing into the club.

The car descended into a deafening silence.

Everett took a ragged breath.

The kiss itself had been over in a flash, but now his lips felt like they were branding him with heat.

"Everett, I like you... And since Melanie doesn't want you anyway, maybe you should think about giving me a shot."

Her words echoed relentlessly in the quiet space of the car.

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