Suddenly startled, Eliana raised her brow. “Maurice, you didn’t leave…”

“It’s pouring down pretty heavily. It’s a good idea to carry an umbrella.”

Maurice’s features were muddled by the torrential downpour.

Eliana recognized this sight, as though someone had also held an umbrella for her.

Preston was the guy.

Suddenly, in her thoughts, Maurice’s face and Preston’s coincided.

Eliana had the distinct impression that these two individuals were one and the same, despite the fact that they were different.

In terms of looks, Eli resembled Preston more than Maurice, yet Preston’s lonesome temperament was identical to that of Maurice.

Did a connection between the two seem conceivable? Maurice was a CEO, whereas Preston was a male prostitute. They were two completely distinct individuals. Despite this, there were always a few striking parallels between the two of them.

It was impossible for Eliana not to take a step closer to Maurice’s umbrella.

“I’m only going to say it once, Maurice. I trust you. I feel that you did not strike Eli, and I will not serve as Eli’s full-time stylist.”

With her head held aloft, Eliana stared at Maurice as if he were the only person she cared about.

“Why do you put your faith in me?” Maurice lifted his brows in amazement.

Eliana retorted, “You’re not that dumb.”

Maurice was taken aback at that. He didn’t expect Eliana to be so honest with him.

He grinned as he fixed a thoughtful glance on her.

she hadn’t seen Maurice smile for a

ice-cold good looks and

Her pulse pounded.

“It won’t repeat itself.”

He discovered for the first time how lovely it might

hatchet had clearly been buried about

Eli… How do you plan

leave. I will not take action against him as long as

clear to Maurice. She feared he would retaliate against

man born

I must get

the crux of Maurice’s

“Yes, of course.”

anything awful to happen to Eli, despite the fact

apparently disregarded

very badly

quickened. He suddenly understood that he was not Preston, but Maurice. His focus on

important to you to have that ring? I

composure

again, he was not telling

time, Maurice remained a mystifying

their actions were seen

turned out to be

who was in then seat munching on bread,

and Maurice have a fight before? Why

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