Chapter 200

While biting the cigarette, Nelson softly flicked the lighter. And soon, the smoke curled around him, lending a deeper allure to his striking features. " Work," he murmured. Sabrina glanced at him across the office desk. The act of smoking should seem dispirited and unhealthy, yet he somehow exuded a sensual, almost elegant charm. Sabrina sighed. It seemed her principles clashed with his appearance. How pathetic. "Oh," Sabrina replied. She chose not to press further and buried herself in her work. Nelson remained silent as well. He reclined in his chair with smoke swirling lazily around him, projecting an air of effortless confidence. He watched her silently through the haze. The atmosphere in the office seemed to shift subtly. Sabrina wondered why he bothered staying if he had no work to do. Before finishing his cigarette, Nelson's phone rang. He answered it and moved to the nearby couch. His responses were curt, mostly hums of affirmation. Then, he hung up and stretched out o