CHAPTER 690. IN MY NEXT LIFE. Something Worse Than an Avalanche

It wasn’t flirtation—perhaps that was the worst part. What oozed from that woman’s every pore was determination.

Peter frowned as he watched her take a step back. If she wanted to seduce him, pulling away from physical contact wasn’t exactly the best strategy. But instead, the woman walked to the window and gazed at the towering snow-covered peaks that were the true stars of the Winter Games.

“I know you’re one of the few people who’ve skied down Skatgan Peak,” she commented. Peter’s brow furrowed.

“That was back when I was young, sexy, and reckless—once or twice,” he replied, intrigued, since not many people asked about that.

“So now you’re just reckless?” she shot back, raising an arched, playful brow. Peter nearly gave her a murderous glare.

“Why are you so interested in Skatgan Peak?” he snapped. “It’s far too dangerous. No competitions are allowed there because it’s too risky. No legal sport can be practiced there, a