Chapter 68

In the small, quiet and elegant private room, he ordered several light dishes, and also a steak for himself. It was a curious mix; she was having Chinese food while he had Western style cuisine. He was composed while eating, holding the cutlery with grace. The sunlight peeked through the crack in the window, half casting shadow and half illuminating his handsome face, which added an element of mystery to him. Eliza pondered that, indeed, he was born with a "golden spoon". As long as he did not reveal his despicable behavior, most women would be smitten by his appearance. "Are you full?" He asked leisurely, his voice deep. Today was the second time Eliza couldn't help but stare at him openly. She couldn't deny he captivated her, just like he did in that photo. Lowering her eyelids, Eliza picked up her chopsticks. There were three dishes in front of her: stir-fried cabbage with duck slices, black bean crucian carp soup, and steamed pumpkin - all stomach-friendly foods he had selected for