At a restaurant, Brooks, ever the gentleman, gracefully pulled out a chair for Evelyn.

"Thank you." Evelyn expressed her gratitude as she took a seat.

Brooks was said to be the epitome of cultivation and chivalry, and indeed, his reputation was well-earned.

Brooks sat down.

After ordering their meals, neither of them spoke. Evelyn waited for Brooks to start a conversation about her work, but Brooks just kept gazing at her.

His gaze was gentle, not at all off-putting. Yet being stared at like this made Evelyn somewhat uncomfortable. She furrowed her brows slightly and met his gaze.

Her expression turned a bit cold. She wondered if he was playing with her. Could it be that his good reputation was undeserved, and he was actually a playboy? "Do you really not remember me?"

Just as Evelyn was secretly harboring doubts, Brooks spoke in a deep, unhurried, magnetic voice.

"Sorry?" Evelyn was puzzled and stared at Brooks.

What did he mean? Did they know each other?

"When do you plan to return my pen?" he asked again.

"What?" Evelyn was bewildered and completely at a loss.

Brooks' eyes dimmed slightly at her genuinely confused expression. Back then, Evelyn had eyes only for Charles.

"Never mind, I must have mistaken you for someone else." Brooks tactfully changed the subject.

Evelyn sat up straight, feeling a bit awkward.

Evelyn, I would like to purchase your latest design for one million dollars. Would that be acceptable?" "One million?" Evelyn's mouth

too low?

no!" Evelyn hastily interrupted him. "It's more than enough, Mr. Brooks. What

time is

belittling Dahlia, feeling indignant on Evelyn's behalf. Evelyn picked up on it. Brooks slid a check across the

for a second before picking up the check, offering Brooks a genuinely grateful

check in her bag, zipping it up before taking one more glance at the million-dollar figure written on

eyes welled up with tears. Charlie could finally

her emotions would get the better of her, Evelyn stood up, bid Brooks farewell, and headed to the restroom to compose

...

her composure, Evelyn exited the

her hands at the communal sink, a strong hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, pulling her into the

She

she was dragged in, she closed her eyes. She didn't see the yellow

"Click-"

door locked, and Charles forcefully pressed Evelyn against the

a chilling coldness.

ties with you now. What right do

nervous. She lowered her voice, staring at Charles with

agree to that? I haven't said yes, and

looked like he

eyes. She knew very well that his refusal to accept their breakup wasn't out of love. To him, she was only an object

the one to make decisions. He could leave her,

mercilessly replied, "Yes. I truly believe

she could finish her sentence, Charles seized her jaw and kissed

fiercely at Charles, and clenched her teeth

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