NovelEnglishChapter 642 Eliza couldn't help but chuckle to herself quietly.
"Romance has its seasons, doesn't it?" she mused. "In this freezing weather, who wants to be romantic, anyway?" "He might just be making a social call," she guessed, "saying he's takingto see the night view just so I wouldn't back out." Brian let out a little laugh. "Ms. Eliza, I gotta say, Mr. Casper has it bad for you. He's genuinely worried about you. You've had him cooling his heels outside the thirteenth floor for ages, and he hasn't even thrown a fit. Any other CEO would've blown the roof off by now." Eliza's eyelashes lowered gently. Was she being too tough on him? Probably not. The thirteenth floor wasn't part of Welton International, and Casper didn't have any business barging in. Sure, if he tried, no one would stop him, but he didn't. In that way, he did respect her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"He knows better than to throw a tantrum now." "It's gotta be love," Brian said knowingly, having been in love herself. "Ms. Eliza, I'm really jealous of you. You're talented, have two adorable kids, and a husband who dotes on you. You've got it all." Eliza shook her head with a smile. Brian didn't know the half of what she'd been through. If she did, her perspective might be different. But that was all in the past. Eliza had sworn to let go of those unhappy memories. "Brian, the key to happiness is not having expectations of a man," Eliza remarked.
Brian blinked, trying to grasp it. "So, you're saying a man isn't essential, but he can be a nice extra." "You got it, kiddo." Eliza laughed, giving Brian's cheek a playful pinch. "Just don't go overboard and get into trouble." "Don't worry, Ms. Eliza, I'm pretty picky with my indulgences," Brian assured her before misting a finishing spray over Eliza's face and handing her a mirror. "How's the makeup?" Brian was a whiz with makeup. With Eliza's natural beauty, it didn't take much to make her shine. "It's perfect, thank you." "It's all you, you're just naturally stunning." Right on time, Dillon pulled up in the car. Brian joined Eliza as they headed to the hotel perched atop the mountain.
On the drive, Eliza rested her head on Brian's shoulder and caught a quick nap. The mountain peak was shrouded in darkness, save for the hotel, which glowed like a pear atop a tower, casting a soft, warm light.
"Ms. Eliza, we'll head back now," Brian said, waving from the car.
She nodded, "Alright, drive safe." With a lift of her dress, Eliza stepped into the hotel The place was steeped in focal flair, with floors so shiny they mirrored her reflection Just as she was about to approach the front desk, a rece appeared, handing her a key card. "Ms. Eliza, Mr. Casper is waiting for you in the room."
She blinked in surprise. Wasn't there supposed to be a business event? Why did she have the key to the key to penthouse suite? She accepted it with a polite smile, "Thank you."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe elevator whisked her to the top floor with a soft ding. Following the room number on the card, she unlocked the presidential suite. The room was dark, and inserting the card didn't turn on the lights. Just as she was about to call out for Casper, she noticed the room gradually glowing with the light of countless candles.
What was going on? "Casper, what's this all about?" she called, carefully navigating the candlelit path to the rooftop.
There he stood, sharp in a formal suit. His stance was confident, and
his eyes seemed even deeper under a the moonlight. a bouquet of white roses, he turned to her, watching as she approached his heart pounding like a drum...
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