Aveline could hear the teasing in his tone and tried to stay calm, her voice turning even colder. "If you don't want to come, then forget it."

"I'm coming, absolutely," Lucas replied immediately, his tone overly enthusiastic. "Even if I were on a plane right now, I'd tell the pilot to turn around so I could have dinner with you."

Aveline felt a shiver run down her spine, rolling her eyes. "Cut the crap. Keep talking like that, and you're bound to get struck by lightning."

With that, she hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.

Lucas chuckled softly at the dial tone, glancing over at the cabin door that was just about to close.

"Cancel the flight," he ordered.

The flight attendant blinked, confused.

Desmond, sitting in the front row, immediately turned around. "Mr. Tudor, this trip to the States is to discuss a strategic partnership. If we back out now, the other side will definitely be upset. It might be tough to negotiate a deal later." Lucas replied coolly, "Then find another company."

He stood up and left the business class cabin without another word.

Desmond was speechless.

Oh, God! Mr. Tudor was getting more unpredictable by the day!

The only person who could make Lucas drop everything was probably

didn't like her... Well, looks like he'd been proven

...

Nightfall arrived.

staring at the food that

glanced at the clock.

Was he

even the courtesy of

reached for her phone, ready to invite Selena over for

wearing a black overcoat over a dark gray business

Lucas said, his striking eyes

stepped inside, slipping off his coat

wave of exasperation but still took the coat

glanced at the table full of food, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.

looked at him. "You knew there'd be strings attached, and you

get to eat a meal you cooked. A few conditions are worth

paused for a moment, then said, "Let's eat

still warm. They

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