Engagement To My Billionaire Ceo
pages of a history book. Theo sat in the backseat, his face pressed against the window, his wide eyes taking in the sights of colonial-style buildings, quaint store
vie!" Theo's voice was filled with w
e glowing with excitement. He was clutching his favorite teddy bear, a worn-out compan
ined it-massive, dark, and a little bit intimidating. Its intricate Gothic architecture loomed over the landscape like a silent sentinel. Th
ed like skeletal fingers toward the sky. Snow covered the ground in patches, the remnan
ving now?" Theo asked,
d, forcing enthusiasm into my tone.
under the tires breaking the eerie silence. Theo hopped out before I could even
g my purse and the folder of doc
reath, I pushed them open, and the musty scent of aged wood and forgotten memories washed over me. The interior was just as grand as th
tched out like an airplane. "This pl
nearby table. "Let's get settled first
ets, the walls faded and peeling, and the air thick with the weight of forgotten stories. But benea
life. After years of struggling to make ends meet, after losing Theo's father to the kind of
Leigh
ve stepped out of a magazine-tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in a tailored black coat that screamed wealth and power
, extending a hand. "You
aze flicked to Theo, who was now tryin
on, I p
opping my hand awkwa
line, and he nodded curtly. "I wasn't aware
ce. "Theo is part of my life. And since I was hired to restore this manor, he
by my boldness, though his expression remai
oing through the cavernous space. I glanced at Theo, who w
ay?" I whispere
we passed room after room, I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale of the place. It
on't believe this project is worth the effort. The manor is beyond saving. Bu
ched into fists. "Why did you agree t
mentality has a way of clouding judgment, and I prefer to deal in facts.
nd, Theo tugged on m
face covered in a thick layer of dust. I knelt beside him, bru
id softly, running my
unreadable. For a moment, the tension in the room
inally. "I've arranged for your living quarters to be set up
way, his presence leaving
ing and turned to Theo. "What do you think, kid
Gideon's frosty demeanor. "Yeah! Can
g his hair. "But first, let
thorn was more than just a skeptic. There was something guarded about him, somethin
ked at Theo's excited face and the grandeur surrounding us, I knew one thing for certain: this was t