MIGUEL'S MANSION.
Miguel was getting ready to leave the house when Elizabeth walked into his room. He was putting on his cologne when she took in his appearance and asked, "Are you going for a business meeting?"
Miguel shook his head. "No, I'm going on a date."
Elizabeth froze for a second before bursting into laughter, assuming he was joking. When Miguel didn’t laugh along, she tilted her head at him. "You're serious?"
"Yes."
Elizabeth stared at him in shock. "Since when do you go on dates? The only time I’ve seen you with a woman on a date was for business lunches or networking events. So, is this one of those?"
Miguel smirked. "No, it's an actual dinner date."
Elizabeth’s mouth fell open. "You're kidding." She walked around him and sat on his bed, crossing her arms. "Explain. Ar
