No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 627

Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I’m Done!

Chapter 627 The Long Way Around

“You’re already mine. Why would I need to expense anything?”

Mason raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes.

They spent a few hours at the hotel recovering from the flight. The exhaustion of hours in t Amelia the moment her feet touched the ground, and by the time she opened her eyes again settling quietly over Pr

She rolled

stiffness, turned over, and found herself looking into a pair of

still as

me point while she slept. He was in a robe now, leaning against the aper open in his hands. When he saw her stir, he set it aside and reached ack from her face.

How’s the jet lag?”

rubbed her eyes and sat up, watching him with open suspicion. “Mason, are you made of

e on that plane for 16 hours and you don’t even look tired.”

“Slept a few hours on the flight.” He nodded toward the bedside table. “There’s water. Room tempe now. Amy called while you were out. The car’s waiting downstairs.”

Her cheeks warmed. She got up and headed to the bathroom before he could see it.

She was here representing Stardale, and no matter what role she was playing tonight, she wasn’t goin show up looking like she’d just crawled off a long–haul flight.

in gown. Simple, clean, exactly right.

the mirror as Tips to the back of it.

her hair, Mason appeared behind her, working on his tie. She caught

things clear.

Clem and I’m your subordinate. Don’t blow our cover.”

calmly finished buttoning his jacket. Then he turned, took her hand.

derstood, Ms. Harlow.” His voice was low, and there was something teasing underneath it. “To keep ings convincing, I’m afraid you’ll have to stay in my line of sight all evening.”

The restaurant was a ten–minute drive from the hotel, a steakhouse tucked behind a pair of heavy carved oak doors. Inside, a slow jazz melody drifted through the room. There was none of the boisterous noise Amelia had half expected. The place had a different quality entirely, something old–money quiet and deliberate.

Amy was waiting near the entrance. She moved toward them as soon as they walked in.

“Mr. Clem, Ms. Harlow. Right this way.”

The table was already occupied. Several people in tailored suits sat around it, most of them senior

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executives from the other company. The man at the head of the table rose the moment he saw Amelia approach.

“This is our group’s CEO, Howard Burns,” Amy said, smooth and unhurried.

Howard looked to be in his early 30s, classically handsome in a way that read as very Farolian, wi unhurried manners to match.

His eyes went to Amelia first, and for a brief, undisguised moment, something lit up in them. The caught himself and shifted ention back to Mason.

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d his hand and spoke in careful, earnest Cindaran before switc work has circulated in certain private circles here in Premond and effort to track you down. I hope this meeting isn’t too forward.”

role without missing a beat.

in quiet courses, accompanied by the soft clink of cutlery. Over the table, Howard was really behind the project.

son we’ve gone to such lengths to find someone who can authentically recreate the traditiona ran–style gown,” he said, “is that the man who actually controls this group is a businessman well wn in Portería. Extremely well regarded.”

He paused. “His late wife had been one of the most celebrated fashion designers in Eldoria during the century, with a particular gift for evening gowns.”

Amelia paused mid–cut, her fork hovering over her steak as she found herself quietly tuning in.

“They sh just

ful life together.” Howard let out a long sigh. “But over twenty years ago orn, the baby was taken from the hospital deliberately. She was new grief. Her health deteriorated, and before long, she was gone.”

ange, unnameable feeling.

, he never remarried. He poured himself into running his spending nearly everything he had searching for his daughter. 20 years to the day ath, his perseverance finally paid off. He found her. The daughter he had lost all those ught home at last.”

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“Alright,” she said. “Til do it.”

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Chapter 628 The Weight of What Was Lost

It was a significant compliment, and Amelia received it without any trace of pride.

“You’re too kind, Mr. Burns. I wouldn’t promise a surprise. What I can promise is that I’ll do everyth can to understand what she was and honor it honestly. But you know as well as I do that design is de personal. No two designers share the same voice. What I can offer isn’t imitation. It’s my closest poss reading of her spirit.”

“That’s exactly it.” Howard relaxed, a warm smile breaking through. “He doesn’t want a copy. He want continuation.” He paused. “Since you and Mr. Clem will be in Premond for the next few days, would i possible to have some preliminary sketches for us to look at?”

He raised a hand before she could respond. “And to be clear, this isn’t a speculative ask. Regardless of whether the initial designs move forward, our group will compensate you at the highest industry rate that work. It’s simply so we have something more concrete to evaluate the potential partnership on.”

miled. “My employer will be coming to Premond himself in a few days. If the sketches resonate wi

can sit down together and finalize everything in person.”

erous offer that was made in good faith. Amelia turned it over for a moment. It was a challen an opportunity, and she wasn’t going to walk away from either.

“Alright,” she said. “I’ll do it.”

The relief on Howard’s face was immediate. The atmosphere around the table shifted with it, the formali giving way to something easier and warmer. He reached for his glass again, and his manner took on a lighter, more characteristically Farolian quality.

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