The Billionaire's Veiled Vows

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oices and

as the tall man in front of her remaine

lightly. With a suave, almost sarcastic tone, he responded, "Yo

ed her champagne flute more tightly. "

r and said, "Adrian Blackwell,"

lionaire. The vicious business magnate that was the talk of the town. Although she had heard

st her will, "Sophie Archer." He held on

ind her. "Your work is unique," he remarked, his e

her cheeks flushed, she yelled,

ld continue. "Well, well, if Sophie Archer isn

. Jason was the one. An old friend who now serves

ion. He became as cold

uttered, "Just... an old acquaintance," a

n. He wasn't backing down, not even for a second. His gaze

Pardon me?" The news she had

in his flat voice when he remarked, "We have som

her heart thumping in her ches

candlelight. With a glass of wine in his hand and his stance as stiff as ever, Adrian sat a

orrow?" Her voice was

went up. "I'm ha

"I'm still trying to wrap my head around it." "A

joke. Consider it an agreement that benefits both part

phie froze and put her palm to her neck. Her brows narrowed in su

smile. "You're... straightforward. No scandals. No l

he had struggled to support herself, and now this man was givin

I don't comprehend. What

certain that you will play the game."

causing tightness in her shoulders. "You truly believe that

ated and purposeful. "Sophie, it's more t

ands, which were shaking.

"Take as much time as you need." "But keep

tainty, and her heart was pounding. However, the thought of being stuck in her

rm you," s

ated. Sophie's mind would not settle, so she paced back and forth. She looked at the contract on the table, wh

ie sighed in frustration and put the phone back on the counter. The art marke

unsure about what to do. However, she couldn't continue in this ma

umber with trembling fingers. Before Adrian's steady

es

heavily on her, Sophie mu

n's soothing, silky voice returned. "Good decision. Th

hone to her ear and allowed the quiet to desc

was also a sense of relief. Something fresh,

s desk, his fingers wandered aimlessly along the edge of a faded photograph. Sophie and the woman

his chair. With the slightest smile pulling at his

s only gett