A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire

Tanner sat casually in his office, legs crossed.

The office was dimly lit, and the man on the chair looked intimidating, looking like the dark king of San Francisco without needing much action or expression.

The projector was on, and the video was still playing.

After Nicholas and Eliza went inside, Fran cut to Emerald's surveillance footage.

Emerald had an excellent security system, but they still managed to hack it easily, and with that, they sorted out the footage where Nicholas and Eliza could be found.

From the footage, the two maintained a safe distance; Eliza merely followed behind him, listening to his words, nothing intimate between the two.

Tanner's thoughts were unfathomable right then, but Fran still heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank heavens," he thought. What did he say? Mrs. Deleon and Mr. Abbott were just ordinary superiors and subordinates, or friends at most.

Sneaking a peek at his boss, Mr. Deleon's was as ever deadpan. But he should be relieved at what he saw, right?

He could be at ease as well, not needing to endure Mr. Deleon's inexplicable wrath! Even if his anger wasn't targeted at him, it could still wear him out.

However, the pleasant atmosphere didn't last long.

Fran could feel the air surrounding Mr. Deleon drop when he saw Mrs. Deleon receive a flick on her forehead.

Um, okay, the only thing he should do then was to play dead and lower his presence.

However, it wasn't like he could avoid reality just because he wanted to.

"Fran, Emerald survived a little too long in San Francisco."

Suddenly Tanner spoke with a grave, emotionless tone as if he was reading a verdict.

Being his assistant, how could Fran not understand what he was implying? Not only that, he caught Mr. Deleon's surging anger.

However, the Abbotts were only second to the Deleons in San Francisco, and with their deeply rooted relationships and background, it would be no easy task.

Even if Emerald was merely a company the Abbotts gave their young master to try out, it would affect their relationship with them if they suddenly attacked it. It'd be a pyrrhic victory, very unwise.

He refused to believe Mr. Deleon hadn't taken such an obvious outcome into consideration when even he could figure it out. But even so, he still gave the order.

He finally understood what 'a great flash of anger for a great beauty' meant.

But no matter what his thoughts were, he could only do as told.

"Yes."

……

It was a happy day for Eliza.

Apart from the situation with Josephine, she learned a lot at work.

Nicholas told her she'd be promoted to his assistant designer after her probation, and her desk would be in his office.

As he had seen her work, he then started pointing out how she could improve on her line drawings.

a professional fashion designer, but his fundamentals in drawing

along

her colleagues, even less likely to engage with them with her desk being

dishes weren't bad. After quickly finishing their meal, they

the

I wonder if I have the pleasure to invite you

as when she asked him

His words stumped her.

was very much like that day; the same relaxed manner and teasing tone. However, it reminded

her lower lip,

at her expression, Nicholas had

have other plans

she turned him

she spoke, her ears flushed, and her gaze drifted

liar! What plans? She merely felt awful as the memory popped up

when he saw how distressed she looked. Something probably happened after Tanner

didn't want to, he wasn't

"Okay, next time then."

Nicholas's smile never faded.

discovered she was simple, unlike how

sister, so she stole her

art, a hint, and she

her fundamentals weren't solid. But now that she was under his wings, he was confident he could turn her

the main entrance, many looked in their direction. Eliza may

to arrange

was gentle as

thank you, Mr.

explode if she said yes, so she declined without even giving it a thought for the

got Nicholas frowning.

turned quizzical, wanting

engaged in

he said it after much

not wrong to assume we're friends,

"Yeah."

Eliza answered almost immediately.

his hesitation subsided, looking

call me Mr. Abbott again. You

her, and

I

after she

years older than you. How about Nicky, if you don't

off when

admits

was fascinated by this young lady, not rejecting the idea of getting closer to

directly with him, calling him that would save him from certain

as well after hearing his

nickname reminded her of that bratty princess

she discovered she called him Nicky as well, she'd

have not taken that into

awkwardness, Nicholas coughed