My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

Chapter

45

Seeing the displeased look on Audrey's face, Eliza was fully satisfied. 'So, Audrey isn't as unaffected as she seems, she thought.

With a gentle smile, Eliza said sweetly, "I never knew Dominic could cook! I wonder if he's any good. Audrey, would you help me judge his cooking?" Eliza knew perfectly well that Dominic had never once cooked for Audrey. On the contrary, it was Audrey who had repeatedly prepared meals for him.

Asking Audrey to "judge the cooking" was just a way to rub it in.

Emily couldn't help but roll her eyes and muttered, "This Eliza really has no shame, snatching Audrey's fiancé and then showing off shamelessly. Who does she think she's fooling?"

Emily was about to step in, but Audrey spoke first, her tone indifferent. "Since it's for you, why don't you enjoy it on your own? I'll just grab something from the cafeteria."

With that, Audrey caught a glimpse of a small bear sticker on the lunchbox in Eliza's hands. And a mocking smile flickered on her face.

Eliza mistook her expression as feigned indifference and felt even more triumphant, ready to say more.

Just then, the receptionist walked in, her heels clicking across the floor. "Ms. Rhodes, there's a guy at the front desk who says he's your husband, and he's here to bring you lunch."

face froze. Audrey, however, thought the receptionist was just teasing and asked, "Are you sure it's my husband? What does he look like?" Alistair's office was on the other side of town. It seemed unlikely he'd come all this way just to

celebrity, like he just stepped out of a comic book! Honestly, I was blushing just looking at him." "And he's got multiple lunchboxes with

share of handsome men at the front desk, she'd never met anyone who had this kind of effect. Just one look made life seem

a warmth bloom in her chest. She didn't stop to think any further and headed for the door

bit her lip, scowling as she shot a glare at the

some kept man, so there's no way he is as amazing as they

don't believe me, why don't you go check yourself?

her foot angrily and hurried out, determined

and walking down a long corridor, Audrey finally reached the

a deep blue shirt and light gray dress pants that fit his long legs perfectly. His sharp features, high-bridged

a hint of authority that kept people

she approached, her eyes glued to him unconsciously. Today,

in her direction. The moment he saw her, his expression softened, and he smiled

his previous aloofness, closing the

and smooth, like a lover's intimate

her own heart. She tried to keep