Lilly blushed again.
After that simple explanation, Stanley hung up the phone.
He lay on the sofa of the hotel, with one arm under his head. His face tilted slightly, and his eyes fell on the beach outside the window.
The azure sea was the exact colour of the sky, which made people feel happy.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and his porcelain-white side profile shone in the sun.
Lilly's soft voice still echoed in his ears. She seemed to be looking forward to his return.
When he thought of this, there was a hint of warmth in Stanley's eyes.
He picked up his phone again and called Rhys.
"Arrange for the earliest flight." He put away all the tenderness and returned to his cold look.
Rhys asked, "President, are you going back now?"
Stanley grunted.
But it was still a deterrent a
