The next second, he swallowed back whatever he was about to say. I saw his Adam’s apple bob slightly, but in the end, he didn’t
say a word.
while I went over the evidence I’d printed out.
He focused on
driving, while
Cyril chose a quiet, elegant restaurant, and we walked in together.
As soon as we entered, the waiter rushed over and asked, “Sir, madam, would you like a couple’s booth?”
Before I could turn him down, I saw a brief smile tug at Cyril’s lips.
I instinctively glanced at him. Our eyes met, and his beautiful eyes were filled with a quiet, amused joy.
I froze for a second, still trying to process what just happened, when Cyril casually said, “Yes, please lead us there.”
He finished speaking and gently grabbed my wrist with his large hand, guiding me up the steps.
I hesitated for a moment, but I didn’t pull away and just followed him.
But I was confused by Cyril’s gesture. Why a couple’s booth? Was it just for privacy?
That made sense–considering we had to avoid being overheard while discussing some delicate things.
But even so, sitting in a booth meant for lovers was awkward.
Even though I’d been with Cadell for years, we’d never done anything like this.
Cadell was always busy, so we didn’t even spend much time on dates.
Back then, I thought he was just really into his work, but now I realized that he probably used those late–night work excuses to
cover up the time he spent with Lorna.
The thought made me bitter.
The waiter left, and the room was left with just the two of us.
The soft candlelight and romantic atmosphere made me feel even more uncomfortable.
If someone didn’t know better, they m might think we were actually a couple.
I pushed those thoughts aside, trying to focus on having a serious conversation with Cyril.
But the moment I looked up, I caught him staring at me. I couldn’t tell if it was because of the setting or something else, but for a
brief moment, I thought I saw something deeper in his gaze–a hint of affection.
I paused and studied him for a while, but then realized I was just imagining things.
I let out a quiet breath and said, “Hey, let’s get down to our business.”
He nodded, his voice steady. “Do you need me to clarify anything for you?”
“No, I’ve got that covered.” I shook my head.
I continued, “I called you here for something else. Cyril, you’ve been stuck under Cadell’s thumb for years. That’s gotta be frustrating, right? Work with me. I’ll bring Cadell down and make sure he has nothing left. I want you to be the future heir of the Hartman family.”
Cyril gave a small smile and replied, “That’s exactly what I had in mind:
“Cadell’s been marketing our relationship for seven years, and True Love Ring even became their flagship product this year, making a ton of money. Cyril, when I release the evidence, a lot of people will want to return the rings. By then…”
Before I could finish, Cyril interrupted with a grin, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure his cash flow dries up and his business crashes.”
I was really impressed with Cyril’s sharp mind. Our conversation went smoothly, and every time I started to speak, he quickly grasped what I meant.
We spent about an hour hammering out the details, and everything just clicked between us.
It felt great–he really understood me.
Once we finished discussing everything. I was ready to leave, but before I could get up, a perfectly sliced steak was placed in
front of me.
Cyril flashed me a smile and said, “Eat something before you go, Aurora, Don’t rush. Let them keep talking big for a bit longer- it’ll hurt more when they finally fall.”
