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Chapter 23

Author: Maggie Len
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-05 23:43:06
Natasha's POV

"Natasha Morris?" I heard someone call as I stepped into the restaurant.

The voice was smooth and confident with a hint of playfulness that instantly drew my attention.

I turned and found him standing a few steps away, one hand tucked casually into the pocket of his tailored cream coloured trousers, the other holding his phone.

"Richard Hales?" I called out and his lips spread out into a smile.

"In the flesh." He flashed a lazy grin and winked.

He was exactly as the articles described. Tall, striking in a way that would make him stand out in any room. His brown hair was slightly tousled, adding to his natural boyish charm.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person," I greeted, extending a hand.

"The pleasure is all mine, Miss Morris." He took my hand and smiled. "I was starting to think you would decline my invite when I didn't get a reply from you immediately."

"I had to make some changes to the initial proposal and make sure it is attractive enough
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