Charlotte's temple throbbed. "I remember we scheduled for the weekend."
"I'm a university teacher, and my classes are light. I don't have any from Thursday."
Mason said, handing her a bouquet. "I thought I'd come to see my new friend."
Seeing his confident look, Charlotte sighed and accepted the flowers.
Mason actually had good taste. Instead of the corny red roses, he had chosen a mix of champagne roses and white lisianthus, a delicate and elegant arrangement.
It suited Charlotte's preferences, making her less annoyed.
"Thank you for the flowers. You can leave now."
"What? Aren't you going to invite me for a coffee?"
How presumptuous!
Charlotte shot him a look. "Mr. Grande, do you realize how shameless you're being?"
"But it's effective," Mason replied with a smile, showing no g
