Chapter 2Baiting the Hook

Three days later, I opened Nate's chat box for the umpteenth time.

He still hadn't replied.

I wasn't surprised. Judging from the information I'd collected these days, Nate was pretty clean in terms of relationships.

Chloe tagging him should just be a casual joke. She knew Nate wouldn't be interested.

It's strange to say, he's the heir to the Quinn family. Judging from the videos and photos found, he's at least 6'2". Thanks to his celebrity mom, he also has a face that could debut right away.

Such a standard rich, tall, handsome guy, his favorite activity isn't picking up girls, playing with cars, or showing off wealth, but fishing.

Yeah, like an old man, finding a seaside or pond, setting up a fishing rod, and fishing all day.

Seeing that online DMing wasn't going to work on him, I checked a lot of information about him, and even followed him downstairs at his company. Nate's life is very regular. Two points and one line every day, and then he will take out one day every weekend specifically to go fishing.

After figuring out his off-work time, I drove my car behind him. After a red light, I cut in behind his car and slammed right into it!

With a "bang", the car in front stopped.

Then Nate, dressed in a suit, walked down with a frown and tapped on my car window.

I smoothed my hair and glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of my eye.

I specially hired a makeup artist with a five-figure price tag to apply makeup, ensuring every eyelash was exquisite while not looking too made-up.

Sure enough, when I opened the car door, Nate's furrowed brows relaxed a bit.

Chloe must know that Nate likes my type to tag him.

He might not be interested just because of a face, but at least he wouldn't feel disgusted with me.

I looked up, revealing a perfectly angled face of 45 degrees, apologizing in a panic:

"Sorry, I'm a new driver. I was too anxious just now and didn't react. Are you okay?"

Nate shook his head, walked to the back of the car and took a look:

"It's not very serious. Let's drive away first and don't block the road here. We'll go through insurance directly later."

I nodded, and the two of us stood by the roadside like this, waiting for the insurance company people to come and finish the whole process. Then I naturally took out my phone, opened the QR code and handed it to him:

"Let's add WeChat. Contact me if there's anything."

My attitude was too natural, not giving him a chance to refuse. Nate paused, took out his phone and scanned me.

"I'm really sorry today. Let me treat you to a meal some other day?" I looked up at him.

"No need. Insurance is done. Contact me on WeChat if there's anything." He refused me as I expected, got in the car and left.

I watched his car merge into the traffic flow, clenched my phone, and a smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

Today's goal has been achieved. I didn't expect to get close to Nate so quickly. Getting his contact information is already a success.

I like people who are challenging.

If he takes the bait too quickly, it wouldn't be fun.

I found all of Chloe's social media accounts. She seems to really like Nate. Almost nine out of ten posts are about Nate.

She's obviously obsessed with him.

The Gu family has shown more and more signs of decline in recent years. If it weren't for the capital injection from the Quinn family to support it, it would probably have gone bankrupt long ago.

Chloe.

I'd like to see if she can still live so comfortably without Nate.

If God doesn't give her retribution, I'll come myself.