Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 319

Regret flickered in the young man’s eyes, but he still answered obediently, “Alright then, ma’am.”

Cynthia maintained her polite, distant smile, standing quietly in place as she waited for Dominic.

As the young man left, he kept glancing back at Cynthia, clearly hoping she might call him after all.

She saw right through his intentions and remained silent.

After a few more steps, he turned around and looked at her earnestly.

“Ma’am, maybe we could exchange numbers?”

A wave of discomfort washed over Cynthia. Without thinking, she refused, “Sorry, I don’t have my phone with me.”

He gave a disappointed smile. “If you don’t want to give me your number, it’s fine. No need to make up excuses.”

Cynthia’s expression didn’t change. Her voice was calm.

“Oh, in that case, I just don’t want to.”

For a moment, the young man’s face went pale, and then he turned and walked away, disappearing down the corridor.

Cynthia raised an amused brow as she watched his dejected figure. She couldn’t help but wonder if spending so much time with Dominic was making her just as sharp-tongued as he was.

Dominic finished talking with the coordinator and strode over. Noticing Cynthia staring off down the hallway, he asked,

“What are you looking at?”

Cynthia replied breezily, “Checking out handsome guys?”

Dominic’s eyes darkened. “Having vision problems again?”

Cynthia clicked her tongue, tore her gaze from the corridor, and looked at him with feigned seriousness.

“There really was a handsome guy. He even tried to chat me up and wanted to join our team. But I turned him down—for your sake.”

Dominic gazed down at her, his eyes impossibly deep.

“It’s true,” Cynthia insisted.

Cynthia felt a warmth spreading from his hand to hers, and for some inexplicable reason, her heart started racing.

The background music changed, shifting with the mood of the setting—tense, ominous, the kind that sent chills down your spine.

They passed through the corridor and stepped into the next room. Instantly, the scene transformed.

Everything looked so realistic that Cynthia’s senses clashed with her mind, making it hard to remind herself it was all just pretend.

She couldn’t help but squeeze Dominic’s hand a little tighter.

“Mr. Holloway, which storyline did you pick?” she asked.

Dominic replied, “Tomb raiding.”

Cynthia looked at him, half-joking, “So… does that mean there’ll be zombies?”

Dominic shrugged. “Didn’t read the plot summary.”

Cynthia could only sigh.