Chapter 1073: Cedric smiled. "Please, don't mind me. Go on with your work; I'm not ready to sleep just yet." Acknowledging his words with a nod, Daniela turned her attention back to her tasks.
Elite Lux had once thrived on its innovative and exceptional fashion designs. Now, with the company's influence fading, Daniela was determined to restore its glory through her creative vision.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOver the last three years, the company's various side businesses had drifted without clear leadership. Daniela knew she had to streamline these operations, but that would have to wait until after the upcoming fashion show. There was no doubt about it: Daniela was swamped.
She bent over her desk, absorbed in the sketches sprawling across the blank paper in front of her. From his quiet corner, Cedric observed her intently.
It had been three years since he was this close to Daniela. She seemed leaner now, her features sharpened by an almost palpable coldness. This new aura she carried was a blend of distance, indifference, and clinical detachment.
She had always worn a faint smile-sometimes real, sometimes an illusion. One moment, she glowed; the next, her expression dripped with quiet mockery. Yet despite everything, she radiated energy and enthusiasm. Now, however, she was serene and mysterious, like a tranquil, undisturbed ocean. Cedric felt a sharp twinge of sorrow.
As breakfast approached, the snow blanketed every inch of Olisvine. Cedric handed Daniela a steaming cup of coffee. "You're on the mend, but rest is still crucial." Daniela set aside her pen and subconsciously massaged her neck. “I know you've been hurt too. You don't need to stay here on my account. There are others around. Nothing will go wrong." Cedric gave a small, somewhat sheepish smile. "I'm a bit concerned, honestly." Latest chapters in glovel☐☐om Daniela's brow furrowed in surprise.
In her mind, the past three years were a blur, with only a vague recollection of Cedric's presence in the corporate sphere.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had been icy, merciless, cunning, and distant. Yet the man in front of her bore no resemblance to that image -not the slightest hint. It was unexpected for Daniela to hear him express concern.
"Back in the day," Daniela began, pausing for a moment. Seeing Cedric's content expression, a sudden urge to brighten his mood overcher. "We were quite close, weren't we?" Cedric nodded firmly, his response resolute. "Absolutely. We were very close."
A grin played on Daniela's lips. "You spoiledback! must have realences, I'm then Contrary to appearances, I'm not all that soft-hearted.”
Her self-awareness of her own distant and guarded nature wasm clear. Cedric chose not to contest her words; simply offering a warm, knowing smile in return.
Comforted by his understanding, Daniela resumed her work, her pen dancing confidently across the paper. Cedric, meanwhile, stole a glance at the time-it was 8 a.m. He went downstairs to prepare breakfast and handed it to Daniela, who remained deeply engrossed in her sketches, her focus unbroken by his presence.