Chapter 591


    Chloe took a moment, then strode forward, slowly approaching Damon.


    She extended the rose in her hand to him.


    As she looked up into his attentive eyes, Chloe’s cheeks flushed a bit, “Happy birthday.”


    Damon looked down at the flower in his hand, then epted it.


    Then, he kept his gaze on her, his low voice full of romantic vibes, “I love surprises like this.”


    Chloe’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened, her cheeks reddening again. She hesitated for a


    moment, then walked past Damon, closing the room door. Then she turned around, seeing that


    Damon had also turned, still holding the rose, his gaze steadfast on her.


    She leaned slightly against the door, looking up at him, gently biting her lip, “Stop looking at me like


    that.”


    Damon’s lips curled up slightly, “I’m excited to see what other surprises you have in store for me.”


    Chloe took a quiet breath, her shoulders subtly moving with her breath, her beautiful corbones


    rising and falling.


    Damon’s gaze instantly deepened. Even the usuallyposed Damon was drawn by her


    corbones. He imagined them presenting even more beautiful curves under his teasing.


    However, Chloe was oblivious to this. She walked over to him, set the flower aside, and began to


    help him untie his tie and unbutton his suit.


    “You sure you wanna undress me now?” Damon’s voice dropped even lower, his maic charm


    making Chloe’s hand hesitate slightly.


    She looked up at him, “You n on eating dinner in your coat?”


    Damon didn’t respond, just watched as she untied his tie, then helped him unbutton his shirt and


    took off his suit jacket from behind. Then she took his hand, leading him to the dining room.


    Candlelight, dinner, and wine.


    Damon looked at the scene before him, a warm smile spreading across his handsome face.


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    He raised his wine ss, his face was smiling, his voice low and gentle. He was just like the red


    wine in her hand.


    “Happy birthday, again.” Chloe said.


    Damon’s eyes twinkled with soft light, his lips always hinting a smile. He lifted his ss, the crisp


    sound of ss clinking marked the beginning of dinner.


    After finishing a ss of wine, Chloe took a deep breath, looking at the food in front of her, “I


    prepared this foie gras myself, ordered from the France, just got delivered this afternoon. Give it a


    try.”


    Here, Damon could clearly see the effort Chloe had put into his birthday. The warm smile on his


    face faded a bit, reced by a deep, subtle one.


    He looked at the carefully prepared foie gras, elegantly picking up his knife and fork.


    Chloe quietly watched him; few people could eat with such grace and charm like Damon.


    His features were perfectly handsome, every expression just right, mostly his typical calm and


    indifference. There was no dramatic emotional fluctuation, as if nothing in this world could truly


    shock him.


    Steady andposed, this was the attitude Chloe admired the most.