Chapter 642 Eliza couldn't help but chuckle to herself quietly.

"Romance has its seasons, doesn't it?" she mused. "In this freezing weather, who wants to be romantic, anyway?"

"He might just be making a social call," she guessed, "saying he's taking me to see the night view just so I wouldn't back out."

Brian let out a little laugh. "Ms. Eliza, I gotta say, Mr. Casper has it bad for you. He's genuinely worried about you. You've had him cooling his heels outside the thirteenth floor for ages, and he hasn't even thrown a fit. Any other CEO would've blown the roof off by now."

Eliza's eyelashes lowered gently. Was she being too tough on him? Probably not. The thirteenth floor wasn't part of Welton International, and Casper didn't have any business barging in. Sure, if he tried, no one would stop him, but he didn't. In that way, he did respect her.

"He knows better than to throw a tantrum now."

"It's gotta be love," Brian said knowingly, having been in love herself. "Ms. Eliza, I'm really jealous of you. You're talented, have two adorable kids, and a husband who dotes on you. You've got it all."

Eliza shook her head with a smile. Brian didn't know the half of what she'd been through. If she did, her perspective might be different. But that was all in the past. Eliza had sworn to let go of those unhappy memories.

happiness is not having expectations of a

a man isn't essential, but he can be a nice extra." "You got it, kiddo." Eliza laughed, giving

with my indulgences," Brian assured her before misting a finishing spray over Eliza's face and handing her a

was a whiz with makeup. With Eliza's natural beauty, it didn't take much

"It's perfect, thank you."

all you, you're just naturally

the car. Brian joined Eliza as they headed to the hotel perched atop the

the drive, Eliza rested her head on Brian's shoulder and caught a quick nap. The mountain peak was shrouded in darkness, save for the hotel, which glowed like a pear atop a tower, casting

we'll head back now," Brian said, waving from

"Alright, drive

Eliza stepped into the hotel The place was steeped in focal flair, with floors so shiny they mirrored her reflection Just as she was

front desk, a

handing her a key card. "Ms. Eliza, Mr. Casper is waiting for

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