"Not finished organizing yet?"
Keane Lowell typed the last word on the keyboard, then reached out to pull her into his embrace, his voice warm and intimate: "Baby, see for yourself."
Over twenty pages of slides.
All the honors he had received since childhood and the milestone project achievements were included, with the page she was most interested in at the end: his hobbies.
Since taking over the group, it had always been his subordinates reporting to him; he never expected that one day he would also become a reporter, using this method to let her understand him better.
Claire Prescott carefully flipped through each page.
Seeing what he had listed, she already knew he was excellent; there were just some things she couldn't yet grasp the full value of.
From the certificates and honors alone, one could sense how impressive it was.
Yet she was a bit perplexed as to why such a favored child of the skies, standing on the clouds, would choose her in the first place.
