NovelEnglishRomeo glanced her way and then looked away just as quickly.
Roxanne, struck by a sudden thought, blurted out, "Something nobody's ever tried before."
Without pausing for a second, Romeo strode past her, leaving behind a crisp, invigorating scent.
She couldn't help but inhale deeply, savoring the aroma. Was this the allure of a mature man?
She liked it a lot.
Through the thick crowd, Romeo spotted the young girl surrounded by a group of old men, all smiles and laughter. Just as he
considered approaching, another figure stepped in his path.
"Are you one of Mr. Eugene's guests too? | see everyone's eager to chat you up. It must be so bothersome, right?" Madeline
feigned ignorance about Romeo's identity, putting on a quirky face. "I could pretend to be your girlfriend to fend off sof those
admirers for you."
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Romeo gave her a cold glance. Was she Daydreaming??
Did he look like someone who needed a fake girlfriend??
Mabel knew that to deal with a man like him, beating around the bush wouldn't work. She declared her feelings openly in front of
everyone.
"Hello Romeo, my nis Mabel. I've liked you for three years."
The guests were taken aback. How bold was the girl to confess her feelings in front of so many people.
"Three years ago, you attended a business event of your group, and it was covered by CTV. | saw you on TV, working so diligently,
and | just fell for you. Tonight, Serena brought her new boyfriend here, so I'm guessing you two must have split. You're always so
busy, | don't know if I'd ever get the chance to care for you, to be there for you, even if not as a girlfriend. You could date several
girls at once, I don't mind. I'm confident that one day I'll catch your eyes."
After pouring her heart out, Mabel waited eagerly and nervously for the response of the man in front of her.
To call him a man might be inaccurate, as Romeo was actually only in his twenties.
But to call him a young guy seemed off too, given his sharp, mature features.
"I've already got someone | like," Romeo said, brushing past them and heading straight to Arabella. "When did you get here?"
"Just after seven."
"Alright, let's give the young couple sspace, shall we? Let's go inside for a couple of more drinks." Eugene signaled the old
gentlemen to move away, leaving room for the young pair.
Arabella looked at Romeo with interest. "Quite popular, aren't you?"
Romeo flashed a charming smile. "There are not so many dudes here tonight. If there are more, it might takeweeks to reach
you."
Arabella couldn't help but laugh. "Stop it."
"I heard you made tonight's cake?"
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With that, Arabella handed him a slice of cake. "How did you know? Want a taste?"
"Grandpa was bragging about it just now; he said your cake made him happier than winning the lottery. | was dealing with some
work at the time, but all | could think about was your cake." Romeo took a bite with his fork.
"How is it?"
"Yummy. Will you make one for my birthday too?" He scooped up another bite and brought it to her lips. The cream touched her
lips, sending an involuntary thrill through him, an irresistible temptation.
Watching her lips, Romeo suddenly had an urge to kiss them.
Arabella saw the cake right at her lips, too close to refuse. She took a bite and said playfully, "Is that too much?"
It was all too deliberate.
Was he just trying to show everyone that he was no longer available?
" Not at all, | am already low-key for not making a public announcement with fanfare." Romeo said, offering her another bite with a
smile.
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