Durrell Landon looked down at her, raising her chin with his right hand, gently rubbing her rosy lips with his fingers:
"You are truly cruel."
It was indeed the first time he had encountered such a woman, calm to the point of being heartless, seemingly detached from all emotions in this world, yet somehow she ignited a fire in his heart.
At this moment, her phone rang, cutting through the silence of the room and disturbing the strange atmosphere between the two of them.
She pushed away the hand restraining her, took out her phone from her pocket, and glanced at the caller ID.
It was Alexander Skylane.
She walked out of the room and pressed the answer key.
"What's the matter?"
"Cece, you did promise me you'd come to the branch office's banquet, right?"
She recalled for a moment, it seemed there was such a thing.
She softly replied with a "Mm."
"I promised you, I won't go back on my word."
