"..." Everyone who was busy looked towards the tightly closed living room door; they were all taken aback. Did they get the cold shoulder? Should they continue with their actions?
Subsequently, all eyes fell on Finn Morgan, after all, it was he who called them, waiting for his command.
"It’s okay." Finn almost didn’t hesitate, gently instructing, "Continue with it, proceed as planned, let’s get everything ready first."
"Okay."
So, everyone started bustling again, unloading all the things from the car: string lights, flowers, ribbons, balloons...
They’re getting paid anyway, so what’s there to be afraid of?
Today, they’re setting up for a love proposal ceremony in the yard, the kind that would be live-stread. He even brought reporters, so there’s no need for a formal press conference to clarify things legitimately.
Reporters also helped wrap the string lights around the fences and among the plants. Everyone’s aesthetic was pretty good.
Arranging candles in the shape of a heart, although a bit cliché, for Finn Morgan, this was his first ti doing such a thing.
The placent and arrangent of the flowers were also very particular, with an expert in floral arrangent among them.
In the yard, a group of people busily and thodically went about their tasks.
Upstairs at the window, Hailey Hale, dressed in her pajamas, held onto the curtain, watching the scene unfold in the yard, having heard the commotion earlier.
Her hair cascaded down, and she felt particularly calm, seemingly guessing what Finn Morgan was up to.
With the other hand tightly gripping her phone, she glanced down at the screen, which still showed no calls or ssages.
Was he not going to explain first?
Was he not considering her feelings?
Hailey Hale believed in her judgnt; Finn Morgan definitely did not love lissa rce, or why wouldn’t he marry her?
But she also knew the restaurant photos were real; they had indeed dined together.
Every ti she thought of it, her heart felt a little uneasy.
Downstairs, the living room’s decor was quite exquisite.
Paige leisurely sat on the sofa sipping tea, occasionally glancing outside.
"Madam, is Mr. Morgan planning a love proposal?" Sister May observed through the floor-to-ceiling window, quickly reported back to her side in a low voice, "Even the banner is ready, it says, ’Hailey, be my girlfriend! I’ll treat you well for a lifeti!’"
"Tacky." Paige dismissed it with disdain, perhaps even with a bit of mockery, "Is that the extent of his taste?"
"His taste is actually quite good," Sister May blurted out as she didn’t understand, "Our young lady is so outstanding, witty, and adorable."
Paige frowned, looking at her, "I was referring to the tacky nature of his proposal."
Sister May smiled and said, "Ma’am, this just shows that he’s not a womanizer; he’s sincere. Just think, if he had proposed many tis, he’d be experienced and wouldn’t need to print a banner, right?"
Oh, what she said seed to make so sense.
So Sister May noticed, though the lady kept a stern face, she was actually happy inside.
With many hands, everything outside was quickly set up, warm and romantic, especially when the string lights were turned on, shining brightly even during the day, absolutely stunning.
All of this fell into the eyes of the girl at the second-floor window.
Hailey felt moved; she witnessed the entire process, always watching Finn Morgan’s busy figure.
Everything was ready, and Finn stood in the center position; the reporters, holding their caras, backed away, quickly setting up their equipnt ready to shoot.
Finn raised his eyes, and their gazes t.
Hailey was very calm; Finn’s lips curved into a gentle smile as he reached out to her and shouted loudly, "Hailey! Co down quickly!"
Their eyes t, and ti seed to stand still... After a while, Hailey Hale turned away from the window.
Everyone was expectant, waiting!
Would she co down?
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