But why had she suddenly been given the title of "fiancée"?
"She's asked that question many times as well. You two can discuss it when you meet someday," Julian Winslow said. A myriad of deep and complex emotions hid beneath his warm, genial smile.
Ronan Fordham caught a glimpse of it, his heart skipping a beat. "I wouldn't dare!" he quickly said.
The wife of the Leader of Winslow Corp—what man would dare to make a move on her in the future!
A man with that kind of nerve hadn't even been born yet!
"Faye Fordham should be returning from her training in The Union soon," Julian said, looking up and out the car window. His cold, intense voice, mingling with the night outside, sounded somewhat ethereal.
At the mention of his sister, even Ronan's icy facade cracked a little. He murmured in acknowledgment.
"Once Faye returns from The Union, arrange for her to be assigned to her side," Julian continued. "Faye is highly skilled. I trust her."
