In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Benjamin's gaze gradually darkened. He stood in place for a long time before he finally made a call. "When did Xander come back? Why wasn't I informed?"

Outside, the weather was cold. Grace stood at the door, her breath forming a wisp of white mist.

Half of her face was buried in her scarf, only revealing a pair of coy eyes, which made her look rather pitiable.

Xander walked up to her. "Why aren't you getting in the car?"

Grace replied irritably, "I have a car."

Xander looked at her and covered her hand with his own, warming it. "I haven't slept since last night. Humor me, won't you? Don't be angry."

Grace grew even angrier. "Thanks to you, I haven't slept either!"

Xander chuckled. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

His complexion was already pale. Since he was wearing a black coat, it made his face look even more ashen-somewhat sickly even. Grace's heart softened a bit. "How did you know that I was here?"

Xander glanced in the direction where Hazel was waiting. "Besides work, your whereabouts are quite routine and easy to track."

Grace kicked him.

under control, Mr. Fulton? It

worrying Grace. "Did I hurt you? I'm

met his knowing

still care

his hand off her before pacing

lightly, Xander followed her quickly. "Everything I said today is true. Maybe my approach

forgiveness by using the Hawkins Group's clients as

Xander frowned.

backward, looking at him. "What can

"Were you moved?"

Timothy today. He said he's been pursuing someone he likes. He's been gifting her horses, investing in industries she likes, and spending lavishly." Toward the end of her sentence, Grace's voice rose. "Mr. Fulton, you say you like me. How

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said, "Do you remember your postgraduate studies

unexpectedly, during her layover in Pamore, she had met Benjamin again. That once heart-fluttering moment had convinced

peak in Frenda. I invited your closest family to witness my confession to

stopped in her tracks, shocked by the truth she had never