Today, Brett Barton was dressed in a well-tailored dark suit, with a black coat draped over it. His posture was upright, exuding elegance and charm.
A pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on his straight nose, but the warmth of the room caused them to fog up instantly, obscuring his captivating eyes.
Noticing the fogged-up glasses, Brett felt helpless.
He took them off, only to see Elizabeth trying hard to stifle a laugh.
Brett shook his head. “Elizabeth, stop laughing. You’re making me feel embarrassed.”
Hearing this, Elizabeth pressed her lips together tightly, instinctively lowering her head. After composing herself, she looked up and smiled gently.
“Please wait a moment. I’ll prepare it for you right away.”
Brett watched her every movement, the corners of his lips cu
