Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

In the restaurant, the group started by raising their glasses to Aurelia, toasting her promotion. After that, they chatted for at

little while.

During the conversation, it was mostly Selene and Aurelia who were talking excitedly, with Selene treating Ronny like an old friend. She wasn’t shy about venting her frustrations with Linda, almost as if she were enjoying a sense of triumph

“Ronny, you can’t tell anyone about this, okay? I still need to work under her,” Selene whispered conspiratorially.

“Don’t worry. I haven’t heard a thing.” Ronny replied with a smile, playing the role of waiter.

He would occasionally join in the conversation, but mostly focused on cutting the steaks. With a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, his movements were precise and graceful.

“Director Finch, here’s your sirloin steak. Be careful, it’s hot,” Ronny said.

“Thanks, Mr. Downs. You’re so thoughtful!” Aurelia took the plate with both hands, clearly appreciative.

“I can do it myself, Joycelyn said, not used to being fussed over like that. She politely declined when Ronny tried to take her steak away.

“It’s really no trouble, the steak is too hot. You don’t want to burn yourself,” Ronny insisted.

“It’s fine, he just loves cutting steak for people. This pasta is really good too. You should try it,” Selene said, pointing to a small dish of pasta.

Joycelyn couldn’t argue with Selene, so she reluctantly put down her knife and fork. “Thanks, Mr. Downs.”

“It’s nothing,” Ronny replied with a gentle smile.

Joycelyn glanced over at Aurelia’s plate, where the steak had been sliced with absolute precision–each cut neat and perfec It was clear that Ronny wasn’t just careful, he was also a bit of a perfectionist.

Ronny’s movements were elegant. He started from the left side of the steak, cutting from the outside in. He fixed the steak with his fork, then sliced off a perfect bite–sized piece with his knife. Every cut was so precise it looked almost artistic.

“All done,” Ronny said, sliding the plate of steak toward Joycelyn.

Joycelyn was about to reach for the plate when suddenly, she felt a sharp, intense gaze fixed on her.

looked up. Her clear eyes locked with a pair of dark, piercing ones. She froze, thinking, ‘Ellison? What

the large windows, outlining his strong,

and defined, seemed almost sculpted in the golden light. His eyes, calm but

make herself as inconspicuous as possible. She thought, ‘Please don’t notice

Ellison walked straight over to

see his black trousers perfectly fitted around his long legs, his stride purposeful

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had been racing in her chest, seemed to

the waitstaff greeted him respectfully as he approached. Aurelia and the others

Selene both stood to greet

up, saw Ellison, and also stood, offering

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was spinning, and all she could hear was the buzzing sound in her

full of

Mr. Grant, you’ve gotten even more handsome since the last time I saw

Ellison asked smoothly, his voice calm

wide–eyed, completely caught off guard. She

more composed one, and Ronny, with his gentle manner, both invited

and placed it behind Ellison. “Mr.

settling on Joycelyn. “The steak is cut quite well.”

mustered the courage to glance at Ellison seated beside her. His face was as cold as always, his expression unreadable, but her heart was racing,

voice came out a little muffled, too nervous

Grant prefer to eat?” Ronny asked

looks good,” Ellison replied, his gaze never leaving Joycelyn’s tense face. His eyes darkende, as though he was scrutinizing her every move.

like a weight pressing on her. It was clear from the beginning he wasn’t interested in the food- he was focused on

haven’t eaten yet,” Joycelyn said quickly, trying to ease the tension. “If Mr. Grant doesn’t mind, you can go ahead.” She slowly pushed the

“You go

first, Mr. Grant. I’ll cut my own steak for you, Ronny said, placing a fresh fork next

did you injure your hand? Can’t cut the steak?” Ellison’s voice was still as cold as ever, but it carried a tone of superiority, like he was speaking from a

denied,