Chapter 62: A Misunderstanding

Eliana froze in her tracks, totally surprised by how straightforward Chase was. She'd figured a guy built like him would be more chill, looking down on folks who bent over backward for cash. Munching on the cakes, they chatted about life, no work stuff or personal drama, just shooting the breeze. Chase couldn't remember the last time he'd talked so openly without worrying about a thing. He was so sick of all the fake flattery around him. His grandpa had tried setting him up with heiresses, but they all seemed to be gold diggers, itching to have his babies as soon as they met. It was like they saw him as a golden ticket to the good life, and he found it all dull. After a few bites, Chase felt parched and spotted Eliana holding a cup of lemon tea, looking a bit skeptical. "You only got one?" She wasn't one to butter him up, or even think much about him. "Not like I wanted to grab a cup, but they only had one left," Eliana explained, eyeing the empty box in her hand. These sweet tr