The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 621

The next day, Cordelia rode the elevator up to Lumos Enterprises, feeling the buzz of anticipation for the creative brainstorm ahead in the advertising department. Today's agenda was packed with discussions on ad concepts, strategic placements, and the hunt for that perfect tagline.

As she rode up from the ground floor, she found herself sharing the elevator with two young women, likely interns, who reminded her of her own early days at the company. Cordelia shuffled towards a corner, giving them space.

"Mr. Evans is such a dreamboat," one of the girls gushed to the other, "I'd stay at this company just for a glimpse of him. Is he married?"

"I heard he's got a kid, probably divorced, and on the market."

"There's hope then," the other chimed in.

Cordelia couldn't help but grin to herself; she certainly hadn't been so googly-eyed over him back in the day.

When they reached the tenth floor, to everyone's surprise, Ronan himself stepped in.

Spotting Cordelia, he asked, "Why didn't you join me this morning?"

"Sleeping next to you? Who could get up?" Cordelia muttered under her breath, a playful jab at their cozy domestic life.

Ronan caught her drift instantly and just gave the two interns a glance.

Once the elevator hit the eleventh floor, the interns scurried out, still buzzing with curiosity. "Who was that woman with Mr. Evans?" they whispered, baffled.

"Who knows? But I bet Mr. Evan's bed is never cold."

"I can't believe I missed that—your ability to dish it out is getting sharp," one remarked as they left the elevator.

Ronan teased Cordelia, "Looks like being with a heartthrob like me has honed your skills."

"Hard not to level up with you," Cordelia shot back.

Together, they proceeded to the conference room.

Ronan, conveniently preoccupied with his papers, pretended not to hear.

"Look at your man, holding out on me," Emerson complained to Cordelia.

"I'll deal with him tonight," she assured him.

"Why wait until night? Planning an epic rematch?" Emerson prodded.

"Yeah, planning for baby number two. Any objections?" Ronan retorted, catching everyone off guard.

Cordelia, her original thought being the practicality of waiting until after work hours, was amused at how the men had twisted her words.

"I've got work to do now," she said, glancing at her watch, signaling the end of the playful banter.

"And don't forget tonight," Ronan reminded her with a wink as she headed off to tackle the day's tasks.