The boss is always generous to women, having given away many things.
This is the first time someone has refused so clearly.
Rosy is not playing hard to get.
She comes from a wealthy family, never lacking money, and her nature is proud. Even though she has feelings for Caiden, she never intended to be his trophy, especially since they’ve just met. This gift she simply couldn’t accept.
Those who receive favors often lose their voice, and those who take gifts owe their hands; this principle she understands all too well.
Taking a step back, under no circumstances can she allow Caiden to look down on her; one misstep leads to another mistake.
Rosy was resolute in her attitude. Caiden was momentarily stunned, then laughed, saying, "I wasn’t joking earlier. In front of my mother, I’ve acknowledged our relationship. You’ll naturally be my girlfriend going forward; we don’t need to make such distinctions between us."
"With my ex-boyfriend, we always split the bill." Rosy also laughed, her expression open.
These words suddenly pleased Caiden. He glanced at George Davis, waved his hand, and said, "Enough, keep it with you."
"Yes." With the boss’s words, George didn’t dwell on it, pursed his lips briefly, and said, "Then I’ll go get the car."
"Go ahead." Caiden said calmly and asked Rosy, "Do you have your phone with you?"
"Yes." As Rosy came out carrying her bag, she replied and took out her phone.
Caiden continued, "Note down my number."
Rosy lowered her head and pressed the keys, while Caiden calmly recited a string of numbers that was his phone number.
Rosy quickly saved it and heard him say, "Call me over the weekend."
"Okay." Rosy pursed her lips.
The sudden series of events tonight, she truly needed time to process.
Caiden finished speaking as well. When George drove over, he directly opened the rear door and sat inside, saying, "Go home."
Through the rearview mirror, George glanced at his expression and drove silently.
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10:15 PM, outside the Myres Mansion.
The bodyguard opened the door from outside, and Louis and Madison got out of the car together.
Maeve came out soon after.
As soon as she stood still, she heard Madison say calmly, "I have another appointment, so I won’t go in."
"Be careful on the road." Louis smiled faintly and reminded.
Madison turned to pat Maeve’s face, bent her eyes in a smile, "Good night, sweet dreams."
"Aunt, are you going out again?" Maeve looked at her with curiosity, quite puzzled, given that it was quite late.
"I have some business to attend to." Madison rarely stayed at the mansion, so she casually told a harmless lie when facing her eyes. As she finished speaking, she sat back in the car and instructed the driver to leave.
Maeve watched her leave.
Louis patted her on the shoulder, "Let’s go."
"Do you have a good relationship with aunt?" Maeve looked up at him, pensive, and said, "Uncle, do you actually like Sister Mia the most? Unfortunately, there’s only one Sister Mia in this world, and Doctor has married her, so you can’t."
"..." Louis rubbed her hair, saying nothing.
He turned around and started walking home first.
Many faces of Mia Ginger flashed through his mind, crying, angry, humiliated, and finally, settled on her smiling face in the evening.
No matter what, it’s impossible to return.
He had become the man who shed his aggressiveness, and that girl had grown into a bright and charming woman.
It’s a pity that many of her tears were once because of him.
But much of her laughter had little to do with him.
Is it because of this?