The crisp afternoon light of Zurich, shining through the screen, reflects in my eyes.
I curved the corner of my lips and smiled. "Alright then. A ride in Mr. Yan’s personal car and all the treats you could ask for. I’d better think hard about how to repay this."
"No need to think." His voice was deep and magnetic. “Be there. I’ll see you when I land.”
I smiled softly. "I promise I’ll be on time to welcome you back."
The call ended.
Silence fell over the suite again, as the glowing lights of Victoria Harbour outside the window flowed silently by.
The Breaking Cocoon exhibition was only four days away. Alexander Knight was returning early—this tough battle was finally going to reach its climax.
I had no mood to finish the ginger milk pudding. Turning around, I dived straight into my w
