Chapter 3
Lianne had just found out her CEO was married. Judging by the tender smile on the CEO’s face at the mention of his wife, Lianne assumed that her boss and his wife were happily married.
The man had the money, the looks, and the body. Still, his devotion was to his wife. Lianne had a newfound respect for her boss.
Lianne gave it some thought and replied from an ordinary girl’s perspective, “Mr. Atlas, while diamonds and jewelry are a girl’s best friend, it’s the thought that counts. How about you buy her flowers and take her for dinner or a movie?”
Zane had no dating experience. Since he was married to the girl, he wanted to give the best to her. “Okay. Go ahead and make that happen.”
Upon receiving the instruction, Lianne contacted the florist that the Atlas Group often worked with and picked a bouquet of fiery red roses representing love.
As for a suitable venue for dinner and a movie, no job was too hard for Lianne, despite her zero experience in dating.
For her to climb up the corporate ladder and now report directly to the CEO, Lianne had made unimaginable sacrifices.
She made a note of the specialties of all fine-dining restaurants in Rosewood, distinguishing the venues for dates and business dinners with clients. Lianne also remembered the preference of all the clients the company had a contract with.
After delivering the roses and the address for the date to the CEO’s office, Lianne came to the end of her shift.
The work today may have appeared easy and gone on without a hitch, but only Lianne knew how much of a mental strain she had put herself through today.
Her tense nerves were relieved once she arrived home. Lianne listlessly collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.
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Zane arrived outside Lianne’s neighborhood. He was about to ring Lianne when he realized that he did not have his wife’s contact number.
He beat himself up about ditching his newlywed wife right after getting their marriage license, neglecting her for a whole year, and now failing to save her phone number.
Zane promised himself that he would only do right by her from now on.
He searched for a phone number in his chat history with his grandmother and called it. A soft and dazed voice, as if the person had just woken up, came on the other end. “Hello. Who is this?”
Did his wife not save his number, either?
Zane curled his lips. “Caleb Hill.”
“Hi, Mr. Hill. What can I help you with?” She sounded courteous but distant as if she did not recognize him.
A man’s voice was heard in the background before Zane could say anything. “Babe, come and eat since you’re up…”
Struck by a thought, Zane squinted behind his silver-framed glasses and terminated the call.
He turned to the gift box and red roses next to him, finding the gifts an eyesore.
Zane looked away and lit a cigarette to take a few puffs before instructing the chauffeur, “To Southhill.”
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Lianne was half asleep. With the long hours at work taking up all of her time and effort, it left no space for her marriage. Hence, she had forgotten who Caleb Hill was to her.
It was her private number, not the phone number she used for clients, so she did not take the call to heart.
Lianne tossed her phone aside and went into the kitchen, squeezing between Sierra Murphy and Tyler Tucker. She uttered sweetly, “Why didn’t you wake me when you came back?”
Sierra gave her nose a dab. “You slept like a log. I didn’t have the heart to wake you.”
While serving the food, Tyler said, “Wash your hands. Dinner is ready.”
The trio grew up and enrolled at Rosewood University together. They planned to start a business back in their hometown upon graduation.
No one would have predicted that something would happen to Lianne in the summer of her sophomore year that nearly cost Lianne her education.
After the incident, they decided to stay with Lianne and develop their careers in Rosewood.
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