Arthur and I met on a blind date. We were both from Edenborough.
As an orphan, I had come back after graduation to make a living.
The Smiths owned an e-commerce company and were quite well-off.
Arthur was exceptionally good-looking, but he carried an aloof, detached aura. His eyes, in particular, were strangely gloomy and obsessive.
It didn't make for a very comforting vibe.
When we first met, he was completely indifferent, like an NPC just going through the motions of a quest.
However, his mother, Mrs. Smith, who always acted above it all, and the poised, elegant Mr. Smith, were incredibly pleased with me.
The moment Mrs. Smith saw me, she couldn't help but gush, "You can tell she's a proper, respectable girl. So gentle and unassuming."
Mr. Smith believed my education, eloquence, and clean background made me the perfect partner to help Arthur manage the family business.
He gave me a warm smile. "Nora, we share the same last name. It must be fate!"
Arthur stayed completely silent throughout, which didn't stop his parents from praising my obedience and virtue the more we talked.
Hearing the word "virtuous" only made my smile widen.
His parents suggested taking me on a tour of their company. They were conservative first-generation manufacturers who had built their fortune on slippers.
Looking at the sleek, high-tech offices, I marveled, "Transitioning from slippers to electronics is quite a successful leap!"
Mr. Smith's tone grew slightly suspicious upon hearing that. "Nora, how did you know we used to manufacture slippers?"
I blinked innocently. "Well, I did a little research before the date. Besides, the Smiths are so famous in Edenborough. Who wouldn't know?"
They exchanged a look and smiled, their tension finally melting away.
As we toured the administrative office, I caught my first glimpse of Elena Hart.
She was about six or seven years older than Arthur, possessing a fair, delicate complexion and a very feminine charm.
The employees were quick to read the room, playfully addressing me as the heir's future wife, which delighted Arthur's parents.
Only Elena looked thoroughly displeased as she aggressively tapped on her keyboard.
I also noticed Arthur staring intently at her, his eyes practically glued to her face.
'Pining for the one woman he can never have, huh? Cliché.'
I covered my mouth to hide a grin.
How amusing. I seemed to have stumbled right into a bargain-bin version of a taboo office romance.