In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

The housekeeper looked confused as she waited for Luke's answer.

Grace had sharp eyes and caught a man's figure appear on the balcony upstairs. "Sir, I'm here to see you."

The man frowned. It seemed as if he had planned to hide. But since she had discovered him, he was forced to face them.

"Let them in, Martha."

The villa's interior had a vintage style, and its garden had many plants and flowers. The man came downstairs. He was about six feet tall and wore a mask and a hat. He looked like a celebrity.

Grace gestured for Luke to put the gifts down. "Please accept these gifts. It's not an extravagant one. It's just for your health."

The man glanced at it. Every one of the gifts she had given him cost more than a thousand dollars, yet she had said that they weren't expensive at all.

"You shouldn't have. I don't need this."

Grace felt rather awkward when she saw that the man had no intention of inviting her to sit down.

"You saved me, and these gifts are only a simple expression of my gratitude. If you need help in the future, you can come to me at any time. I'm—"

She hadn't finished when the man blurted out, "One of the directors of Amirate. Grace Lewis."

eyes widened. "You know

for her to sit. "I'm not that

don't even know

is

nice name, just

at her for a few seconds and then laughed suddenly before instructing Martha

you on

that was how

though you helped me. There aren't many people like you, and I respect you for it," Grace said smoothly. Shawn didn't reveal anything. "Do you

some reason, Grace wasn't angry at all. In fact, she felt like there was a natural intimacy between the

If you don't like it, then I

in Shawn's eyes

something. "Oh right.

"I'm rebuilding it."

that going to take? If

for you." He finished her sentence. "Ms.

in embarrassment. "I don't know why, but I feel like we were destined

she said this, Shawn's hand stopped in mid-air, and tea spilled out of the cup he was holding.