Calvin didn’t leave. Instead, he slipped one hand into his pocket and took hers with the other, his gaze fixed on her eyes.
“You’re not just good at being straightforward and forceful—you’re also skilled at diplomacy and persuasion. I guess I need to get to know you better, Miss Clarke.”
Her ability to navigate any situation left a deep impression on him, stirring an unusual restlessness.
Adriana felt goosebumps from his words.
“Calvin, are you complimenting me? I’ve never experienced being praised by you before. It feels quite unfamiliar.”
“Are you blaming me for not praising you enough? Show your strengths more often. I’m not just here to criticize people.”
Calvin smiled, a gentle breeze caressing the curves of his face. The scene was like a painting unfolding, captivating at first glance.
As they walked out, Calvin held Adriana’s hand tightly. The moon hu
As she tried to leave, Calvin grabbed her wrist, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace. He furrowed his brows and asked, “Are you still wearing underwear at night?”Adriana wouldn’t tell him it was to prevent perverts. “Oh, there’s still some time before bed. I don’t want them to sag.”Calvin covered her with his palm, the corner of his mouth lifting. “Indeed.”Adriana’s face flushed, and she leaned back, tucking in her chest. “Calvin, lie down—I’ll give you a massage!”Calvin couldn’t bear to let go, reluctantly saying, “No rush. Let me finish these few pages first.”Adriana nearly spat blood. “Fine, look all you want, but can you at least let go of my hands?”****Half an hour later.He dimmed the lights, closed the windows and curtains, leaving only a single sleep lamp on.The sa
Adriana’s face flushed red. “Can’t you think of something else? All you ever think about is this!”Calvin replied matter-of-factly, “I’m not sure about tomorrow, but I really want to today.”He hadn’t been able to hold back in the fitting room. He had been restraining himself all this time, showing his gentlemanly manners. What more did she want from him?The elevator doors opened, and Adriana’s feet gave way, her body floating lightly into Calvin’s embrace. She gasped, “No! Your arm isn’t healed yet… don’t use your strength.”Calvin furrowed his brows. The pain in his arm reminded him he had to stop, but he didn’t want to let go. “It’s fine, just a few steps.”Adriana panicked, twisted her body out of his embrace, grabbed his right arm, and demanded, “You’re not listening to the doctor! Do you want to become disabled?&rdqu
Calvin didn’t leave. Instead, he slipped one hand into his pocket and took hers with the other, his gaze fixed on her eyes.“You’re not just good at being straightforward and forceful—you’re also skilled at diplomacy and persuasion. I guess I need to get to know you better, Miss Clarke.”Her ability to navigate any situation left a deep impression on him, stirring an unusual restlessness.Adriana felt goosebumps from his words.“Calvin, are you complimenting me? I’ve never experienced being praised by you before. It feels quite unfamiliar.”“Are you blaming me for not praising you enough? Show your strengths more often. I’m not just here to criticize people.”Calvin smiled, a gentle breeze caressing the curves of his face. The scene was like a painting unfolding, captivating at first glance.As they walked out, Calvin held Adriana’s hand tightly. The moon hu
Facing Carson’s outburst, Calvin and Adriana reacted in perfect unison—with cold indifference.Calvin was the kind of person who would remain unfazed even if a mountain collapsed before him, while Adriana forced herself to stay calm. This was her chance to make Carson give up, and she couldn’t afford to mess it up.“Mr. Carson doesn’t believe what others say, but you should at least believe your own eyes. Here, eating dinner… what do you think is going on?”Carson’s fists clenched, veins bulging. The unpleasant scene from before resurfaced in his mind. His flawless life of nearly thirty years had been tarnished time and again because of Calvin, and now his confidence and arrogance teetered on the brink of collapse.Recently, he had been pushed to the edge by his aunt. In short, this entire mess was Calvin’s doing!“We’ll talk about this later… Mr. Walker, step aside for a mom
Alicia had always disliked Calvin’s domineering manner and increasingly aligned herself with Carson.Suppressing a mocking smile, she said:“Which young lady is that? Maybe I know her?”Carson heard Alicia’s tone and knew she didn’t get along with Calvin.The enemy of my enemy is my friend.The wind shifted. He smiled at her with a hint of flirtation:“How can you talk like that? What young miss? You should ask Calvin which family’s young mistress she is.”Calvin had come out alone to handle the situation, leaving his companion inside the private room. Carson sensed something was off.They were all part of the same circle—just a handful of people mingling back and forth.If it weren’t for a hidden identity, would Calvin bother keeping her a secret?Who would’ve thought Calvin would end up like this?Calvin furrowed his brows.“He
“I like her. It’s a pure liking. I want to be with her.”Every word was heard clearly by Adriana and Calvin.Such a nice restaurant, yet the soundproofing was terrible. She wondered if it was intentional or just a technical glitch.Adriana clenched her fork so tightly she was about to scrape off the white ivory inlay.Carson must be crazy to speak to Alicia like that.What’s worse—Calvin heard it too. Isn’t that asking for trouble?“He’s using me as a shield, refusing to discuss his feelings with Alicia.”Calvin’s expression remained calm and composed, showing no emotion. He continued to eat with the same elegant and dignified posture, deliberately ignoring the voices outside.However, his words were noticeably colder:“Do you even believe that yourself?”Adriana deliberately distanced herself from Carson. She didn’t like him, and didn&r