Chapter 115


    Serena tailed Romeo all the way until his car pulled up near apany.


    It’s a clothingpany owned by the Collins family, and Arabe is the boss.


    Serena guessed right–Romeo really came to see Arabe!!


    He left Serena in the conference room for a full two hours without a word but was super attentive to


    Arabe.


    Serena didn’t get it, what was so special about Arabe?


    Maybe in his world, after seeing so many refineddies, he just wanted to hang out with regr


    people?


    Romeo got out of the car in a white shirt. Handsome as he was, he dimmed the surroundings just by


    existing.


    That’s him, alright, always stealing the spotlight the minute he shew up, easily catching everyone’s


    eye.


    “Be Have you been waiting long?” As soon as Arabe walked up to him, he gently but assertively


    wrapped her in his arms. “I missed you.”


    Seeing Arabe, whom he’d missed so much, a smile tugged at the corners of Romeo’s mouth. “Not


    long: I just got here.”


    “This is a public ce; could you tone it down a bit?”


    They were currently by the road; what if someone saw them?


    “I can’t help it; if I don’t hold you for a bit, I’ll miss you even more.”


    Romeo looked at her with a hint of fondness and tenderness on his handsome face that most people


    wouldn’t see. “Are you busy?”


    “Not busy.”


    “Did you miss me?”


    “No.”


    “You weren’t busy, and you didn’t miss me?”


    Arabe didn’t respond.


    “You little rascal!” Romeo hugged her tighter. “I’m going to punish you by hugging you for another


    minute. No resisting.”


    Arabe suddenly thought Romeo was a bit childish.


    “Every time you go to thepany, it’s like you disappear. If I don’t look for you, you might not even


    think of me!” Romeo sounded like he was whining.


    Hearing Romeo say this, Arabe felt a bit helpless. “I have a lot of things to deal with.”


    “Will you think about meter?”


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    “Romeo.” Arabe was about to ask him to behave, but he lifted her face like it was a precious gem.


    The love in his eyes was as dazzling as the stars in the night sky.


    “I can’t help it; your face is too soft.”


    “Where’s my afternoon tea?” Arabe remembered she had things to deal with and couldn’t stay here


    too long..


    Romeo touched her face before pulling out the afternoon tea,


    Arabe saw the dozen or so bags in his hand and didn’t take them. “That’s too much; I can’t finish it


    all.”


    “You can pick your favorites.”


    Romeo held the bags in one hand and reluctantly held her in the other, messing with her hair and


    asking, “Aren’t you going to invite me in for a bit?”


    “I still have things to do.”


    “Will you think about meter?”