Chapter 18

"I wasn't at the shop tonight. My friend wanted to attend a dinner party and asked me to tag along. Oh, right. Mr. York, I want to ask you about something, but I'm not sure if it's something you're comfortable answering."

Taking the seat opposite Zachary, Serenity stared at the man with her big bright eyes. The man was aloof, distant, and nasty toward her. She knew he built a wall around him to keep nobody out but her. However, he was blessed with good looks. His face was aesthetically pleasing as if she was looking at a beautiful scenery.

"The party was held at the Wiltspoon Hotel. I heard the hotel belongs to the wealthiest family in the city. Guess what? The heir of the family attended tonight too. His last name is York, but I think you're unrelated to that family, right?"

Without batting an eye, Zachary blasély replied, "We just so happen to share the same last name"

Serenity heaved a sigh of relief and responded with a smile, "I knew you have no relations to the wealthiest family in town."

Seeing that she was glad and relieved, Zachary somehow had to ask,

"Don't you want me to be related to them?"

"It's nighttime now."

with a smirk, "Quit

the wealthy Yorks, would you marry

Even if you're only a cousin of the uncle to the grandfather of the

relations to the wealthy York, I don't feel the

pursed his lips without

York Corporation? He was there tonight. People were all over him as if he was the king. Jasmine and I

tightly pressed with his brooding and icy

so no women could get close to him. Jasmine asked around and found out that the heir was single and not

do you think it's a matter of sexuality or something else since the

words nearly startled Zachary

holes through Serenity with the stare he was

his manhood right

Zachary. "For a man of his stature to refuse approaching young ladies, he must not be interested in them. No

"How do you know he’s not young at all? It doesn’t mean he swings the other way just

prove his worth in taking over the family business. They'd be at least thirty-five before that can happen. That's reaching middle age. To a young

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