Chapter 22

Miranda had seen her share of questionable characters, but Elian was in a league of his own. She even wondered if something was wrong with him, maybe he needed a reality check or two.

To her surprise, Elian just laughed at her remark.

His gaze lingered on her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "Ms. Hawke, you're not so bad yourself."

Miranda's eyes swept over Elian with a critical eye. She had to admit, up close, this man was the epitome of masculine allure.

His features were strikingly chiseled, with a rugged yet refined look that was captivating. The lines of his face were sharp, yet there was a certain gentleness that didn't detract from his masculinity.

As a medical professional, Miranda had a keen appreciation for anatomy, particularly when it was perfectly proportioned.

The balance of bone structure and muscle was a thing of beauty. So yes, she admired this man's physique.

Elian, sensing Miranda's intense gaze, felt a strange spark.

it be that she appreciated his physique? The thought made him

for earlier," Miranda acknowledged. "But if anything happens with the Hawke family again, I'd prefer if you stayed out

though she doubted Elian had acted out of any special concern for her, he had,

people favors. Moreover, she didn't like

when one was in the middle of a great rant and someone interrupted - helpful or not, it was annoying. The old Miranda had

old Miranda that now left

off by Miranda's words, seemed intrigued, a hint of amusement in his eyes that was

misunderstand. I wasn't

it off, ready

acquaintances who've crossed paths twice now, can I invite you to dinner, Ms. Hawke?"

back to meet Elian's

smile was both enchanting and

at her,

dinner?" Miranda suggested, her tone

mischievous glint

assistant and the manager exchanged surprised glances. They

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