Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Chapter 288

It was getting late, and Austin would probably be busy tomorrow.

He glanced at Suzanne, a smile tugging at his lips. It wasn't often he saw her like this, and he couldn't resist the urge to tease her.

Leaning in close, Austin's breath brushed against her ear as he deliberately lowered his voice. A hint of mischief was laced in his tone.

"Just sleeping?"

Suzanne's mind went blank. She quickly averted her gaze, refusing to meet his eyes. "What else?" she huffed.

Pushing him back slightly, she turned and strode out, her steps brisk.

Austin watched her stumbling retreat, his smirk deepening. This side of her was unexpectedly adorable. He then picked up Suzanne's bag before following after

her.

Throughout the drive, Suzanne remained silent as she stared out the window. At some point, sleep overtook her.

An hour later, the car rolled to a stop. As it settled, Suzanne slowly opened her eyes.

Austin had already gathered their things. Glancing at her, he said softly, "Come inside and sleep. It's not comfortable in the car."

he leaned

instinctively pressed herself against the door. Staring at Austin, she

of nervousness stirred in her

her forehead. He tucked it behind her ear. His lips curved slightly before he muttered,

word, he opened his door and

felt her cheeks heat up. It seemed

the bedroom, Austin was already in the shower. As she turned, her gaze fell on a small bag resting on the cabinet. It was her birthday

a small black velvet box. Inside lay an exquisite swan-shaped brooch. The swan's neck arched gracefully, exuding an air of elegance. Embedded in its body was a striking violet opal, and it shimmered brilliantly under

picked it up,

was of collector's quality.

700 thousand dollars. The diamonds

put a lot of thought

brooch as she stepped in front of the full- length mirror,

fair skin, striking a balance between elegance and playfulness.

its box, along with the necklace Austin

the bathroom door. She turned to see Austin stepping out, fresh out of the shower. He strode toward her, pulling

a word, he lowered his head and planted

His voice was gentle. "Happy

it earlier, but somehow,

She lowered her head, murmuring,

a good day