Chapter 2141 “Good morning, Miss Thomas,” Tina greeted with practiced ease.

“I'm Mr. Steve's secretary, Tina Adams.” Laura raised a curious brow.

Edwin had used ‘Nelson Steve’ as an alternate name, and Tina had been instructed to call him that only in Laura's presence.

The reason? It remained a mystery.

Laura looked stunning, draped in a loose-fitting man’s shirt. Her lean calves were accentuated against the fabric.

Tina's eyes kept drifting back to her.

Edwin, sensing Tina's lingering attention, said with a touch of irritation, “Go wait in the car.” Once the door closed behind Tina, Edwin's gaze settled on Laura, taking in her apparent discomfort.

Softening, he asked, “Did last night's birthday surprise sit well with you?” Her cheeks flushed in response.

Spotting her bare feet, he quickly fetched a pair of slippers.

“No more wandering shoeless,” he admonished gently.

“I've got a meeting about an acquisition. We'll spend some quality time later tonight.” Laura's silent response was a prolonged, intense gaze.

A childhood accident had left her with aphasia; and even after receiving treatment overseas, words seldom escaped her lips. Aside from her parents, she was mostly ensconced in her own world. That was until Nelson entered her life.

Their relationship had spanned a year, with Nelson introducing her to this apartment three months back.

She'd essentially moved in, with her studio relocated here, immersing herself in work. Nelson didn't always stay the night due to his demanding job.

The fondness in Laura's eyes as she looked at Edwin was palpable.

He was about to depart, but seeing the longing in her gaze, he couldn't resist pulling her into a tender embrace.

EE oT TR SE i Koos “I've got some new recipes planned for tonight.” Laura nestled closer, nodding her understanding.

Edwin's gaze settled on Laura.

Chapter 2142 Though she was a year his senior, she was so sheltered, thanks to Peter and Lina's overprotective parenting. Laura wasn't acquainted with the nuances of household chores, nor was she keen on mingling in social circles.

She exuded an innocent naivete he rarely encountered, reminding him of someone he couldn't quite place.

Smoothing out his suit, Edwin made his exit.

Once inside the car, Tina shot him a knowing look, noticing the tousled state of his hair.

It was obvious they had a quick session before he left.

Tina remarked, “Miss Thomas is truly captivating. She's not at all how I pictured her.” Diving into the acquisition details, Edwin's attention momentarily wavered as he questioned, “How did you picture her, then?” Wearing a knowing smile, Tina responded, “Given Miss Thomas’ intricate and I her as modern and vintage-styled designs, pegged edgy. But in person, she’s delicate; reminds me of a gentle creature that just tugs at your heart.” Edwin gave a half-laugh, signaling Tina to tread lightly with her words.

Being the perceptive woman she was, she swiftly shifted gears, diving into work chatter.

As the clock struck eleven, Edwin's latest achievement became the talk of the town. At 26, he had risen to the top, becoming the primary shareholder of the Lewis Group.

A massive 12 billion dollar asset shuffle put him in the spotlight.

Over the next couple of years, he had big plans to revamp the Lewis Group and reintroduce it to the market.

That evening, the Lewis Group threw a grand party in honor of this significant milestone.

Edwin, with his newfound status, was the center of attention.

High-profile celebrities and socialites gravitated towards him, but he maintained his distance, always having an eye for the finer things.

‘When Edwin's phone buzzed, Mark's name flashed on the screen.

Edwin greeted him with a grin.

After exchanging a few words, he shared some of his ambitious plans.

Mark, usually hard to impress, genuinely admired Edwin's assertive tactics.

“It's only chapter one,” Edwin remarked, an air of nonchalance in his voice.

Once the call ended, Tina approached with an update.

“Mr. Evans, your appointments for the day are wrapped up. You deserve some rest after today’s whirlwind.” Feeling the weight of the day on his shoulders, Edwin handed Tina his drink and loosened his tie.

Chapter 2143 “I can feel the fatigue. Let the former executives of the Lewis Group know we're meeting at nine tomorrow,” he instructed, already making his way out.

A sleek black Rolls-Royce awaited him outside. Chris Shelton, ever the punctual chauffeur, held the door open for him.

Chris caught sight of Edwin and promptly opened the car door, a gesture of respect.

Edwin slipped inside gracefully.

As he settled, Tina leaned closer, her voice gentle yet professional, “Good night, Mr. Evans.” Edwin simply nodded, his thoughts already drifting elsewhere.

A memory flickered-his promise to Laura about a homemade meal. He glanced at the time and sighed, realizing it was far too late.

The rich aroma of perfume encircled him.

Swiftly, he handed over his jacket to Tina, instructing, “Send this to dry-cleaning.” For amoment, Tina looked taken aback.

But before she could process, the limo's door clicked shut and the vehicle glided away.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY Edwin's voice broke the silence after a while.

“Pull over at the next corner; pick up some wontons at that restaurant.” Chris, well-acquainted with the routines and preferences in Edwin's life, grinned.

“Ah, Miss Thomas’ favorite?” Receiving no response, Chris focused on the road while Edwin sank into deep contemplation.

Memories flooded back; the chance encounter with Laura overseas and his deliberate efforts to win her heart.

and knowledge about her, it wasn't challenging to

put too much into

his father. There was an impending meeting with the Smith heiress on Saturday. Potentially, an alliance could be

Laura, as endearing as she was, wasn't part of his long-term plans. In fact, he initially just intended for her to taste

Laura, vulnerable

was delicate, the type to weep at the

driver, remarked, “Your villa is way closer

2144 Holding a takeout box, Edwin shot Chris a piercing look that silenced him

his family villa? The place his parents once called home? Absolutely impossible! Their connection was transient; a fleeting

dimly lit home, he switched on the lights and moved towards the northern

in his shirt and shorts, she was oblivious to his presence, Drawing closer, Edwin lightly brushed her chilled legs, concern evident

her design. Her voice a blend of frustration and surprise, she muttered, “This is

hand brushed against Laura's

both breakfast and lunch, didn’t you? Why would

hugged his neck and murmured, “I had some breakfast.” Angela's Library Edwin shot her

showed Laura a lot of patience and

onto the couch, draping

jacket?” Laura

searching

shift the topic

Edwin began to

urge to return to her sketches and

shirt, work his culinary magic, Laura

she wrapped her arms around his waist, and on a rare

eat?” she

His response came tersely.

“I did”

2145 ‘A moment of silence stretched between them until she ventured, “You mentioned you'd be back early.” Turning off the stove, Edwin turned

features were undeniably attractive, but she sensed a depth

didn’t know about

and probing,

come back, would you just let yourself starve? Would

was new

After what felt like an eternity, she whispered, “You'd always return.” Something in Edwin's expression shifted, but before Laura could discern

was slowly pulled

revealed Laura clad in an oversized black shirt; her entire form seemed

her with a passionate kiss, their connection

Their intimacy deepened.

concluded, Laura

It was quite dim.

harbored a fear of the dark, especially in confined spaces,

haunting memory resurfaced from her childhood. She couldn't forget how her sitter locked her in the storage room

the woman's return, she completely

endured a bleak and damp confinement for a

discovered her, Laura was on the

dark, Laura found

intimate encounter, Laura felt a restlessness and the urge to shower, yet the twenty-six-year-old man was brimming with energy. She made a slight move,

eyes and all

Edwin was out of

her fingers against his handsome face and, in a

himself in a

he wanted so bad to reveal his true name, Edwin Evans. However, he

the room was

his trousers from the foot of the bed,

in the blanket, perching on the edge of

of post-lovemaking contentment as she

Her heart

and now he presented her with a velvet

her, “Go ahead, open it.” The gift was meant for her the previous night, but their passion had left no time for

mood, he finally presented it to her.

her head,

the box was a delicate

pink diamond itself measured two carats, with the surrounding smaller diamonds artfully arranged

a

Yet, she was a person content with even the smallest kindness shown to her. Swiftly, she lifted the necklace to her neck and asked, “Is it beautiful?” Her slender collarbone and

his voice growing even hoarser than

necklace, though he found himself inexplicably irked. He reached for a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table, extracted one, and lit it. As he carefully secured the necklace around her neck, Laura expressed her discomfort,

Edwin took a long drag, exhaling a plume of

he extinguished

her

Unable to resist, he tenderly ran his fingers

unique charm. It was

like a dark contrast against the pristine, snow-white

him with

the bathroom to wear the pink diamond necklace herself in front of the

all the more because

a

lay flat, a subject of his frequent attention during their intimate moments;

turned as red

mixed motives behind Edwin's actions, he generally treated her well. Her self-sufficiency

was there, he took charge

food and stored it in the

remained below 10@ pounds, a fact that always struck

in the dining room, Laura nibbled at her meal in small bites.

by the French window, silently puffing on a cigarette. Despite the stack of documents awaiting his attention, his interest in

inadvertently fell upon

to tap the cigarette's

days remained until

time frame, he had to end things

accurately, he planned to

2148 He had manipulated her, kindling her feelings for him and fostering her

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