A Night of Desire-Chapter 18: Who Do You Think You Are

"So, let’s not waste each other’s time. You go play with the women you want to play with, spread your seed, and I’ll go sleep with who I want to sleep with to make my money."

Fortunately, this was an entertainment complex—a place specifically for amusement—so it wasn’t unusual to see a man and a woman acting a bit intimately.

Watching her expression shift in an instant, her control seamless, Seth Quinn, for once, wasn’t annoyed. Instead, he smiled faintly. "But the woman I want to play with right now is you. What am I to do?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, intending to wrap his arm around her waist.

Clara Grant sidestepped, dodging his hand. ’Looks like that bite this afternoon wasn’t hard enough,’ she thought. ’It didn’t leave a deep enough impression!’

"Hah, plenty of people want a piece of me. You’ll have to get in line, baby daddy!"

Hearing those two words, "baby daddy," Seth Quinn’s brow furrowed. He was about to say something when a sudden voice interrupted him.

"Student Grant, you’re still here?"

Clara Grant jumped. She turned and saw it was the girl she had just delivered a phone for, who was now looking at her with a puzzled expression.

’How could she have forgotten there were students from her university here? While she might not recognize all of them, plenty of them recognized her.’

’After all, she was the "errand girl" who’d done jobs for many of her classmates. Besides, an acting major who made money by running errands instead of through acting gigs and commercials... She was the first, and probably would be the only one!’

Clara Grant had no time for self-deprecation. She just gave the girl an embarrassed nod. "I-I’m leaving right now."

With that, she took the opportunity to slip past Seth Quinn, brushing against him as she ran off.

Seth Quinn turned his head, watching her somewhat frantic footsteps. A hint of amusement crept into his once-dark eyes. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

’Wasn’t she just flaunting her seductive charm a moment ago? Why did she flee in a panic the second she saw someone she knew?’

’Still, she didn’t come across as a hypocrite trying to play both the seductress and the saint. Instead, she was inexplicably... cute!’

’Student Grant?’ Recalling what the girl had called her, Seth Quinn’s eyes narrowed slightly. He reached out and stopped the girl who had greeted her.

"You know her?"

The girl was just about to leave when she was suddenly stopped. She froze for a second, then realized who "her" referred to.

"Student Grant? Of course, I know her. We’re both from The Nymphaea, just in different programs. She’s in the acting department, and I’m majoring in folk dance." The girl seemed to be the outgoing, talkative type. Moreover, the man in front of her was so tall and handsome, with that cool, stoic air about him, that she was more than happy to talk with him a little longer.

"Student Grant is practically a celebrity at our school—the famous ’errand girl.’ Any student who needs something delivered or picked up calls her. In fact, she just brought me my phone. I gave her a two-hundred-yuan tip. It’s not easy for someone to run around this late at night..."

"Her name!"

Two words, spoken softly yet landing with force, cut through her endless chatter. The girl let out a surprised "Huh?" before understanding. She quickly answered, "Clara Grant."

She paused, then asked tentatively, "Sir, are you asking about her for a particular reason?"

"Oh, I heard you mention she’s an errand girl. I have something I’d like her to deliver," Seth Quinn said unhurriedly, his gaze drifting in the direction Clara Grant had run.

"Is that so? Well, do you need her phone number? I have it saved," the girl said, relieved. She then asked eagerly.

"That would be perfect," Seth Quinn said, turning his gaze to the girl, his tone cool.

"What’s your number? I can send it to you." The girl’s heart fluttered with excitement as she seized the chance to get his number.

’A man this imposing and devastatingly handsome... what woman wouldn’t let her imagination run wild and hope for something to happen between them?’