Chapter 115


George's driving skills were nothing short of impressive. What was supposed to be a 40-minute drive only took him about 25 minutes, and they made it just in time.

Josephine had assumed the Boathouse was just a regular restaurant, but when the car came to a stop, she found herself by a riverbank instead. It turned out the Boathouse was a floating restaurant.

As they walked across the narrow bridge leading to the entrance, they instantly became the center of attention.

"He's so handsome!"

"Seriously, I've never seen anyone this good-looking in real life. God, the people around him must be so lucky!"

"Is that his secretary? If I could be his secretary, I'd work for free. No-I'd pay him just for the chance!"

Josephine nearly choked. She was his boss! But of course, none of that mattered when one had a face like Ethan's.

had no choice but to look up at Ethan. She had to admit, he did look particularly handsome that night. Dressed in a

carried an air of quiet restraint, cold and distant like freshly fallen snow. And with his wire-rimmed glasses subtly concealing his sharp gaze, the chill in

over him. If she were a few years younger, back at 18 or 19,

until their eyes met, and he curved his lips into a gentle smile. It was so warm, so unexpectedly soft, that for a moment, she forgot to keep her distance. That fleeting warmth pulled

time they stepped into the private dining room, it was

of the table was built like a tank-easily over six feet tall, well over two hundred pounds, and

as his

sharp features, and

barely restrained agg

He

belonged in

shook her hand politely. "I've heard so much about

I'm just a new director, and this is my first time back to further my career in my

be so polite! You're back home now, and here, you're family. Whatever you need, just let us know-we've got your back! Now, let me introduce

is Charles Wilson from the Cultural

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