She was very satisfied with herself today, without the slightest flaw.
She attributed her good condition to last night, when he didn’t make any demands, rely holding her as they slept together all night.
One must know, human patience has its limits. If she had had to face his demands last night, she feared she might lose control and reveal everything to him...
Fortunately, yesterday passed so peacefully!
Just as Rebecca Quentin was lost in thought, a steady knock ca from the door, "Miss Quentin, are you ready?"
The person speaking outside was Roye, who had co to pick up Rebecca Quentin.
Rebecca Quentin snapped back to reality and replied, "Yes, I’m ready, I’ll be right out."
Taking a deep breath in front of the mirror, Rebecca Quentin stepped out of the hotel.
Twenty minutes later.
In the president’s office, Howard Geoffrey was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone.
Rebecca Quentin walked in, and seeing Howard Geoffrey on the phone, she quietly waited for him.
Howard Geoffrey heard footsteps, turned his face to see Rebecca Quentin, exchanged a few more pleasantries with an executive on the phone, then ended the call.
As he walked toward her, Rebecca Quentin gave him a faint, happy smile.
Today he wore a well-tailored black suit, highlighting his handso, jade-like face. He didn’t need to intentionally project his extraordinary deanor, as his noble air was naturally captivating in every gesture.
She admitted that whether in the past or now, every ti she saw him, it felt like a visual delight, as if the heavens had blessed him too generously!
Howard Geoffrey had already wrapped his arms around her waist, his voice magnetic and low, "Darling, you look beautiful today!"
Rebecca Quentin blushed shyly, "Thank you."
When they first t, she seed like an innocent little girl, unaware of the world...
It wasn’t until this year that he discovered again and again her beauty always surprised him...
As Roger said, whether it was her refreshing and unique self or her enchanting allure, she always invigorated him.
She was already so mature and beautiful, no wonder he often couldn’t control his impulses...
Howard Geoffrey planted a pampering kiss on Rebecca Quentin’s cheek, whispering, "Are you ready? The reporters are waiting downstairs!"
Rebecca Quentin nodded gently, taking Howard Geoffrey’s arm.
In the elevator, neither spoke.
Rebecca Quentin counted each second to maintain her composure...
The elevator dinged open, and Rebecca Quentin kept silent until the mont they stepped out, suddenly losing her senses and calling out, "Howard Geoffrey!"
Howard Geoffrey stopped, his dark eyes fixed on Rebecca Quentin. "What’s wrong?"
The bitterness surged uncontrollably in her nose.
She had to admit that, at this mont, she still couldn’t bear to part with him...
She didn’t want to evolve into today’s relationship with him, still hoping to believe they were about to announce their engagent to the world as a couple deeply in love...
But it was impossible...
In a few minutes or even tens of minutes, they would completely tear off their masks...
She could no longer link arms with him like this, hear him speak affectionately, and he couldn’t continue the charade with her, as he wouldn’t gamble his life on it after all.
In fact, at this mont, she just wanted to ask him one question――
When he told her "I love you," was it all just an act?
With eyes vaguely misty, Rebecca Quentin focused on Howard Geoffrey’s chest to avoid eting his gaze. She swallowed her sob, gently saying, "Uh, your tie is loose, let fix it for you."
She ultimately didn’t have the courage to ask because she knew he would never give her the answer she wanted.
Rebecca Quentin didn’t know that while she was fixing Howard Geoffrey’s tie, he was casually watching her, with a faint, indistinct smile at the corner of his mouth, as if appreciating every expression on her face.
After Rebecca Quentin finished with the tie, Howard Geoffrey abruptly caught her hand, his gaze darkening, though his face still wore a faint smile, "What, are you afraid?"
Rebecca Quentin hadn’t figured out why Howard Geoffrey grasped her hand when his unfathomable voice suddenly ca from above. She raised her eyes sharply and beca stunned upon seeing his dangerously dark eyes.
At this mont, Howard Geoffrey’s gaze on Rebecca Quentin seed to shift from dangerous to sharp, his frightening smile deepening, "Darling, why can’t you speak? The ga has just begun, and we should continue!"
"You..."
Rebecca Quentin’s face turned instantly ashen.
Then, Howard Geoffrey slowly released Rebecca Quentin’s already cold wrist, gentlemanly fastening his suit, and turned to walk toward the reception hall where Skytop was holding the press conference.
Rebecca Quentin snapped back to her senses, unable to react before three bodyguards triangulated around her, restraining her.
"Miss Quentin, please enter the hall," one of the bodyguards said coldly.
In the eyes of outsiders, Rebecca Quentin was being escorted into the press conference by three bodyguards.
Howard Geoffrey was already on stage, surrounded by countless microphones, caras flashing endlessly, clearly the center of attention.
Facing so many dia outlets seed to be routine for Howard Geoffrey, as he opened his mouth politely and composedly, "Thank you to all the dia outlets for attending today’s press conference. I’m sure you’ve all heard that I have an important happy announcent to make today."
No sooner had Howard Geoffrey finished speaking than a reporter asked――
"Mr. Geoffrey, it’s rumored that you’ve got a new girlfriend and will announce the wedding date with her today, is that true?"
"Recently, soone saw you and your new girlfriend dining with a child around three years old at a hotel. Is this child yours?"
"Mr. Geoffrey..."
A barrage of questions were fired at Howard Geoffrey like a string of pearls, yet he seed well used to such situations, deftly replying, "Allow to restate, since canceling the engagent with Christine Quinn, I’ve been single and there has been no such ’new girlfriend,’ so I hope everyone stops chasing rumors..."
Howard Geoffrey’s statent caused a sensational uproar.
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