Forget it.
Once she became successful, she would do what wealthy men did. She would keep a group of handsome young lovers and discard them at will.
Since the wealthy men could indulge themselves, why couldn't she do the same?
However, the more she thought about it, the emptier she felt. In the end, she cried herself to sleep, even forgetting to shower and remove her makeup.
When she woke up in the morning, she was a mess.
She walked into the kitchen. "Gloria, make me a cup of black coffee."
Gloria wiped her hands and smiled. "Mr. Dane is really considerate. He had ground the coffee in the morning and brewed an entire pot. It's on the table."
Ethan Dane?
She walked into the dining hall with a frown. Lo and behold, Ethan was sitting at the table.
Unlike his usual gentle and elegant demeanor, he was showing off a different side of him. At that moment, he was sipping the coffee while reading the newspaper with an indifferent face.
As he flipped through the newspaper, something in the news seemed to displease him, causing his gaze to darken with a hint of anger.
Josephine noticed that this wasn't the first time she had seen him make that face.
Could it be that he was only pretending to be friendly so that she would have a good impression of him?
She walked over, grabbed a piece of bread from the basket, and ate it. "Gloria said you made coffee. Is that true?"
"Yes."
Ethan had already heard her footsteps approaching. He only put the newspaper neatly to the side when he heard her speak. He then adjusted his glasses and stared at her.
What would you like? A latte or a cappuccino?"
Josephine answered, "I hate drinking lattes. Just give me black coffee."
"Alright. Have a seat."
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