Hansen Ruiz didn't accept her money. He simply smiled, his gaze burning intensely as he locked eyes with Rachel Bailey. After a minute of eye contact, she was startled by the heat in his eyes and looked away.
"Hurry up and take the money, I need to get busy," Rachel said. She felt slightly panicked under his gaze, unsure why this man kept appearing before her. Had she known seeking his help would lead to such a nuisance, she would never have asked for it. She had neither money nor looks. If he's truly interested in me, there must be something wrong with his eyes, she mused. He definitely needs an eye check-up at the hospital.
A pair of warm, powerful hands enveloped hers, enclosing both her hand and the money.
