Chapter 74 My Past Will Be Your Future

Alone in the empty elevator, Natalia curled her lips into a smirk. Looking at her own reflection in the mirror, her expression was cold, mocking, and utterly unrestrained. Just as she had expected, she had ensnared Dante once again. Now, he was the one playing the sympathy card, trying to manipulate her emotions—counting on a high school girl’s inexperience, knowing she’d have no defense against a mature man’s sweet words.