Chapter 945

Tate's gaze burned with intensity, and a surge of malicious desire stirred in his lower abdomen. At that moment, Aria seemed to sense something. A shiver of unease crept up her spine. Feeling as though Tate was leering at her, she turned her head, casting a cold glance his way. However, Tate had already lowered his head, pretending to examine his shoes, as soon as he had noticed Aria moving. Aria frowned. Was it just her imagination? But this feeling had occurred multiple times throughout the day, and each time, it had been connected to Tate. Was she feeling guilty because she had falsely accused Tate earlier? Impossible! There was no reason for her to feel guilty. Tate had tried to peek into the women's washroom but had been caught in the act. She firmly believed that was all there was to it. Moreover, this disgusting man was already 40 years old and still single. He would always ogle every female colleague with a lecherous gaze. Such a person must be a pervert at heart! She f