NovelEnglishHesitant, Peter trailed off, embarrassment coloring his pause.
Mark unwrapped a candy, his smile cryptic.
Then, Peter shifted topics.
“There’s a dinner party tonight, Edwin’s with you. Planning on canceling?”
Mark considered it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, upon reviewing the document, he inquired, “Wasn’t this an investment-related dinner? Summon Maria.”
Peter stepped out to fetch one of Mark’s secretaries, Maria Manson.
Shortly, Maria appeared, a smile playing on her lips.
“Mr. Evans, tonight’s host is Mr. Simon Lewis, a big name in the showbiz. He’s anxious about funding for his project. He’s even managed to invite the play’s leading lady-stunning and from Duefron’s elite. She rarely makes such appearances.”
Mark’s curiosity piqued.
Upon inquiry, Maria confirmed, “The actress is Cecilia Fowler.”
Peter’s gaze met Mark’s.
Dispassionate, Mark instructed, “Inform Simon I’ll be punctual.”
Maria nodded and exited.
Peter’s smile was sly.
“Perfect. The dinner has multiple investors.
You could play Cecilia’s guardian angel.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMark’s attention was anchored to the document.
After a pause, he murmured, “In Duefron, she’s untouchable.”
Mark’s intent was singular: to see Cecilia, even just from afar.
Come afternoon, his tasks completed, Mark collected Edwin.
To make up for his absence for the night, he suggested dinner out.
Children typically favored fast-food like fried chicken, a preference Mark was willing to indulge.
Yet, Edwin declined the fried chicken.
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