One year, one love by Aurora Miller

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Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Doris’s gaze met Lewis’s, and for a fleeting moment, surprise flickered in both their eyes

“It’s you?” Doris exclaimed, her tone tinged with both astonishment and delight as she liked at Lewis and the man standing behind him–Daniel.

Daniel, caught off guard by the encounter with the CEO’s wife at Hartman Group, froze in place, barely daring to breathe

“Didn’t you ask where I worked? Lewis’s expression remained stoic, his voice calm as ever “Well, this is where I work”

“You work at the Hartman Group?” Doric’s eyes lit up, a spark of curiosity and admiration dancing in her gaze

Lewis noticed that glimmer in her eyes, but his tone stayed low and steady. “Why? Is there a problem with that?”

Doris glanced at the sleek Maybach nearby and then back at Lewis’s simple white shirt and black suit–a combination! seemed to wear religiously.

Her thoughts spun quickly, drawing a conclusion. He dresses exactly like a driver. He didn’t want to tell me where he worked because he’s just a driver? Is he afraid I’d look down on him for that? This man sure has his pride, she mused.

Unaware of the subtle shift in Lewis’s expression, Doris grinned lightly, her tone bright and casual. “No job is too humble or too grand. Look at me–I make pastries for a living. The upside? I get to sample all the delicious treats.

“Being a driver has its perks too, right? You get to drive all kinds of fancy cars. Not everyone gets that opportunity

Lewis’s brows raised slightly in surprise. ‘Is she trying to comfort me? So, she’s misunderstood–I see. She thinks I’m just a driver for Hartman Group, he pondered.

“Do you like this car?” Lewis asked, glancing at the Maybach beside him.

“Who wouldn’t like it?” Doris shot back playfully. “Don’t tell me you don’t.”

“Not particularly,” Lewis replied indifferently. He had so many luxury cars that he barely gave them a second thought.

But what she said without much thought struck a different chord with Lewis. Her words and demeanor began to take on a new meaning in his eyes.

To him, her casual admiration for the car was confirmation of what he had begun to suspect–that she was a shallow woman, infatuated with wealth and status. It only deepened his resolve to peel back what he believed was a carefully crafted facade.

“Who do you drive for? The CEO of Hartman Group? Doris asked with curiosity, simply hoping to learn more about Lewis’s work.

“Why, are you interested in him?” Lewis’s gaze sharpened slightly, his mind jumping to conclusions. How greedy can she be?’ he thought.

“Just

curious,” Doris replied, pausing thoughtfully. “The heir of the Hartman family just returned and already has people working late into the night. Is he that scary? What does he look like anyway? Are there pictures of him?”

She wasn’t genuinely interested–this was just her way of satisfying her friend Lola’s curiosity.

“Short, ugly, mean, and covered in pockmarks. Terrifying, really.” His words came out effortlessly,

froze, her face a mixture of

Lewis, Daniel struggled to contain his laughter, his shoulders shaking slightly. ‘Mr.

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go that far just to keep

conversation. “What

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paper bags with a cheerful grin. “A bunch of departments at Hartman Group placed orders since they’re working overtime, and the hotel was short–staffed, so here I am.”

you need help?” Lewis asked, his tone casual, though it was more

help, I won’t have to run back and forth a hundred times Without

weighing down his hands, momentarily stunned. What am I to her? Free labor? While he felt

orders that she still couldn’t manage all of them. Daniel, who

I wouldn’t want to trouble

glancing nervously at Lewis, not daring to consider himself a leader over the

CEO.

Doris with a neutral expression. “Doris, this is Mr. Daniel Gill, the

friendly smile. “Mr. Gill, you’re already the CEO’s assistant at

husband at work. Next time, I’ll

Doris to try buttering

no need for that. Mr. Hart… no, Lewis and I are colleagues. We’re supposed to look out for each other. It’s

“Are you done talking

entered the sleek, modern lobby of Hartman Group, the pristine marble floors gleaming under the warm

pastries at the reception desk. I’ve already informed all the departments to come down and pick up their

it a

she said, sincerely appreciative of Daniel’s meticulous arrangements. It saved her the hassle of going

nudged her impatiently. “Let’s go.”

to him with a pointed look. “Aren’t

her words, his nerves ratcheting up. “It’s really nothing. N–no need for that,” he stammered, his forced smile barely masking his growing panic. After all, the thought of his boss thanking

unthinkable.

innocent gaze on Lewis, whose face remained as impassive

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of quiet honesty that seemed to pierce through all his walls. Lewis let out a resigned sigh, his tone sharp and

on his back. He felt like he’d narrowly

Hartman Group, the crisp evening breeze brushing against their faces, carrying with it a gentle coolness that made the

Doris’s delicate features seemed to shimmer. Her expressive eyes,

Doris said, her tone full of genuine admiration.

“You’re into him?”

Doris stopped in her tracks, blinking in disbelief, wondering if

sharpness.

furrowed in confusion as he mused, ‘Stay in line? What on