"I'll give it my best shot."
He smiled, though there was a hint of uncertainty in it. His eyes softened as they landed on the woman’s profile, stunningly beautiful beyond words.
For a man like him, who had encountered countless breathtaking women, a pretty face might spark a flicker of desire. But it wouldn’t make him want to share his life with her.
Eliza, however, was different. She stirred a unique feeling in him. He was utterly captivated, unable to pull himself away. He felt ready to spend a year, a lifetime, even face insurmountable challenges, just for her.
Almost without realizing it, he walked over to the woman who seemed lost in thought.
“Val.”
Eliza snapped back to reality and turned to look at him. “Are you done?”
“Yeah,” he replied.
Dr. Roth, out of respect for Casper, had agreed to perform Mikey’s surgery. After informing Eliza of the risks and getting her consent, they scheduled the operation.
Leaving the hotel, Eliza felt like she was in a dream.
“Is it really all set?” She couldn’t believe it. She hadn’t spent a dime and yet met such a reputable doctor. She knew it was because of Casper, and although the doctor hadn’t charged, she felt it was only right to thank him.
“Mr. Casper, how about I treat you to dinner tonight to thank you for all your help?” she offered.
Casper raised an eyebrow and agreed cheerfully. “Sure, but I’m tired of eating out. How about a simple home-cooked meal?”
Eliza frowned. “To Welton Estate?” That seemed a bit inappropriate.
“My cooking is mediocre at best. Maybe we should choose a nicer restaurant,” she suggested.
She needed to repay the favor, but she also wanted to respect Casper’s wishes.
“The highest form of hospitality is a home-cooked meal. If not my place, then yours,” he said, very agreeable.
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