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    “Perfect. I’ll give him a callter to check if hees back,” Christina replied with a cheerful grin.


    Perched high on the summit of Cloudcrest Heights stood Cloudcrest Estate, cloaked in gentle mist. It was the best ce in the city to admire the full splendor of Dorfield’s scenery—especially at night, when the twinkling lights turned the city into a sea of stars.


    Edwin watched as Dn tried on yet another jet-ck custom-made suit. At this point, he’d lost track of how many tailored pieces Dn had already tried. Just what kind of asion could possibly call for this level of over-the-top preparation?


    Edwin scratched his head in confusion, unable to think of a single uing event that would exin this much fuss over wardrobe.


    “How does this one look on me?” Dn asked without turning from the mirror. He casually adjusted the gemstone cufflinks on his sleeves and nced at his reflection from the side, still not convinced whether the suit hit the mark.


    “You look amazing. Honestly, with a face and build like yours, even a trash bag would look like designer wear,” Edwin spoke frankly, fully convinced of his own words. Dn was universally acknowledged as a walking masterpiece—his looks and physique were top-tier on a global scale.


    Edwin couldn’t think of a single person who could evene close. If Dn didn’t have such an intimidating aura, everyone at the office—regardless of gender—would be lining up to get close to him.


    “Out of all the suits I’ve tried on, which one looks the best?” Dn asked, his expression as nk as ever.


    Edwin responded with a question of his own, “Are you heading to some kind of formal dinner?”


    He couldn’t help being curious—Dn was acting way too serious, like he was gearing up for his own wedding or something.


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    “It’s a birthday banquet,” Dn replied tly.


    That finally jogged Edwin’s memory—Margot’s birthday wasing up next month. But still, it felt far too early for all this fuss.


    “But your grandmother’s birthday celebration isn’t till next month. Why the rush?” Edwin asked, puzzled.


    Dn shot him a frosty re. “Edwina Green.”<fnb19a> Content originallyes from find(?)ovel</fnb19a>


    That shut Edwin up in an instant. He’d just stepped into it. Every time Dn addressed him by the name his parents had picked when they thought he’d be a baby girl, it meant he’d seriously ticked Dn off.


    Edwin stood there awkwardly, with no idea what to say. Just as the awkward tension reached its peak, the sound of a ringing phone came to the rescue.


    As Dn drew back his cold, piercing gaze, Edwin quietly let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. Whoever had made that call deserved a thank-you gift—and a standing ovation. Talk about perfect timing.


    Dn nced down at his phone, and the chill in his expression began to thaw ever so slightly. A subtle smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and his spirits soared. Christina was calling him—it was a rare urrence, and it lit him up inside like an overexcited child.


    “Hello,” Dn answered, his voice low, soft, and slightly drawn out.


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