The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 427

Franklin led Riley to the CEO's office. "Go right in, Ms. Vance. Mr. St. John is waiting for you."

Riley pushed the door open. The office was vast and brightly lit, dominated by massive floor-to-ceiling windows offering a sweeping view.

Sebastian's desk sat right in front of the glass. He was focused on a document, dressed sharply in a black suit. On the coat rack nearby hung his black overcoat and The Midnight Scarf she had given him the night before.

He had actually worn it to work?

Hearing her enter, Sebastian looked up. The cold, severe lines of his face instantly softened into a tender warmth. He closed the file, stood up, and walked over to take her hand. "Are you cold?"

"No." The hospital was heated, her car had a heater, and his office was warm. There was no way she could be cold. In fact, wearing her puffer jacket inside was making her sweat.

Feeling the warmth of her hands and noticing her flushed cheeks, he asked, "Want to take your coat off?"

"Yeah." She reached for her belt, but his hands got there first. His long, elegant fingers effortlessly untied the knot and pulled down the zipper.

Watching this impeccably powerful man personally undress her made her feel incredibly flattered. "I can do it myself."

Sebastian looked at her with gentle eyes. "My office, my rules."

The implication was clear: in his territory, he took care of her.

This was the first time Riley had ever been served like this. It gave her the bizarre sensation of being a royal attended to by a very tall, very intimidating servant.

Sebastian? A servant?

The stark contrast made a smile slip onto her lips.

Sebastian hung her coat next to his own and turned back to see her smiling. "What's so funny?"

"A three-star Michelin chef."

Riley was speechless. All this just for lunch? It was way too extravagant. If anyone found out, it would cause quite a stir.

Sensing her hesitation, Sebastian explained, "We occasionally bring them in when important clients visit and we're pressed for time."

As long as it wasn't a completely unprecedented exception just for her, she felt relieved.

They began to eat.

Meanwhile, in a luxury hotel suite, Pierce Landon had just wrapped up a video conference. He closed his laptop and was about to head to the restaurant when his phone rang. "Mr. Landon, Dr. Vance didn't go to the cafeteria for lunch today. She drove off the premises."

The caller was a spy he had recently planted in the psychiatric department to keep an eye on Riley.