Chapter 89

"Gosh, Tiffany, where did you find such a dreamboat? He's absolutely stunning!"

"He's not just handsome; he seems so kind too! Our college would be in chaos if he were here, hearts breaking left and right!" "Tiffany, you have the best taste in men! Every boyfriend is more gorgeous and charming than the last. You're so lucky!"

The flurry of words swam in Tiffany's head, but a few key terms caught her attention.

"Boyfriend?"

As if on cue, the door swung open again. Vincent entered the room with breakfast in hand.

Every single young woman's gaze instantly snapped to him. The room had once been bustling with chatter, but it had fallen dead silent now.

Under everyone's gaze, he calmly walked over to Tiffany's desk and placed the breakfast down. "Good morning. I brought you some breakfast, something light like you prefer," he said gently.

A collective gasp of awe rippled through the group of young women, their faces plastered with delight for Tiffany.

Embarrassed, Tiffany attempted to introduce them. "This Mr. Lewis from the company I work at."

The young women's enthusiasm, a tangible force, reached out to Vincent in unison.

it's nice to meet

pleasure, Mr.

you're

belle of the ball

eyebrow as he easily understood the underlying message in

Tiffany a meaningful look

frenzy of speculation. Their eyes darted back and forth between Tiffany and Vincent, punctuated

to do

Mr. Lewis!" they chirped. Their departure was

waved politely, like a gentleman. Even when interacting with the young women, he exuded an

watched, and a flicker of confusion

But lately, his demeanor seemed

the door shut behind the last person, the room

asked, "Mr. Lewis, you didn't leave last

But Madam Burton had already left, and I

defensiveness. It left

mussed, and weariness clung to him. Seeing this, a pang of guilt tugged at

up before heading to the office?" she offered. After all, his disheveled

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