297 There was a moment of silence on the other end. Then, Elliot responded, clearly taken aback, "Young master, you don't have to do that. I can't accept it." "But I want to," Darwin insisted. "Not as the boss, but as a normal customer. I want to experience the place I've heard so much about from

299 Mr. Pierce, too, was taken aback to see Darwin sitting at the table, his eyes widening in astonishment. He had not expected this encounter, not in such a setting. His carefully composed demeanor faltered for a split second before he regained his composure, his mind racing to recalibrate the sit

301 Darwin laughed bitterly. "You have the audacity to ask me that, Pierce? After all you've done?" Edward bit back an angry retort, keeping his tone even. "As I've said, those were misunderstandings. All I'm asking for is a clean slate." "A clean slate?" Darwin's eyes glittered with derision. "

303 Darwin stepped into the opulent suite, his eyes immediately drawn to the expansive windows that offered a panoramic view of the city's glittering lights below. The room exuded luxury: plush furnishings in deep shades of burgundy and gold, a grand four-poster bed adorned with rich silk drapes, a

305 He had overheard earlier discussions about Isabella Summers, the renowned musician whose recent performance had captivated many. Seeing her manager's reaction now, he couldn't help but be intrigued by the level of devotion and meticulousness surrounding Isabella's public persona. As the woman