So it was her beauty that first caught his eye, but as they spent time together, the admiration slowly blossomed into love. Yes, Robin used the word love. He loved her, and that's why he wanted the best for her. Just like now, Eleanor had made it through the ordeal of childbirth, living happily ever after with her husband and son. And Robin, he was genuinely happy for her.

Sure, he might occasionally butt heads with Bernard, but that didn't mean he wanted to wreck Eleanor's home. Because he never even entertained the thought, so his love for her would forever remain unspoken...

Robin buried this love deep in his heart, smiled, and raised his glass to Peterson with a mischievous eyebrow lift, "I've got a thing for the good-looking ones. If you come across anyone even more stunning than Eleanor, be sure to send her my way..."

Robin played it cool, and after scrutinizing him for a moment, Peterson couldn't detect a hint of his true feelings and nodded, "No problem. But with your high standards, it's going to be tough. Still, if I meet someone, you'll be the first to know."

against Peterson's, "And it's not just pretty faces I'm after. Save some good business deals for me too, or else Laurence Group will corner

"Be my guest, if you think you can handle it." But

many women as I want, and

name, he swiftly turned to see her steadying herself on a chair and

stood tall and reached for her husband Alan's arm, "Let's talk about this at home, not here-it's not good for

her nose, "I'm warning you, stay

held back her humiliation and, with the help of a waiter, politely waved him

humiliation from her own husband, she kept her composure, righted the overturned chair, paid the bill, and prepared to leave. That's when

After all, since she got married, Peterson had barely exchanged ten words with her, always avoiding her presence. Little did she know, he

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