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Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Effie took a seat and was caught off guard by the scene before her: the table was set with two sets of gleaming silverware and pristine plates, flanked by a pair of crystal wine glasses and a bottle of Bordeaux from 1982.

She blinked in surprise. Lyman had never struck her as the thoughtful, detail-

oriented type.

She'd assumed they were just going out for a casual dinner-nothing more.

But clearly, Lyman had planned something special.

After a minute, Lyman, as if performing a magic trick, produced a huge bouquet of red roses from a side table.

He walked over and said, "These are for you. Do you like them?"

Effie's eyes widened in astonishment. She accepted the flowers, her heart

pounding with excitement she barely contained.

Was this the first time he'd ever given her flowers?

She buried her face in the bouquet, inhaling the sweet, intoxicating scent.

a shy smile tugging at

met his gaze. His dark eyes were like polished obsidian, mysterious and magnetic-one look and

corner of Lyman's mouth. "I'm glad you do. Let's enjoy dinner

with

beautifully plated steak-charred on the outside, tender and pink within, its

and knife, slicing off a small piece with practiced grace,

juicy, and kissed with a

her lips. "How is it?" he asked quietly. Effie nodded, her

the crimson liquid. He raised his glass in a toast. "To us,

his. The crystal rang out with a

rich and velvety, laced with hints

couldn't quite figure out why Lyman was acting so out of

never been the romantic type,

off in thought,

"Why did you decide to take

deserves a little romance now and

seen online earlier. She couldn't help but ask, almost timidly, "Is it because of

this dinner just a way to make up for a guilty

his eyes.

tone was open and matter-of-fact as he

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