Chapter 7 I am happy to provide opportunities

"After that night, you never called me, and I thought you had forgotten about me," the bright sunshine streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a delicate, tranquil look on the girl's face. Her spoon stirred evenly under her slender fingers, causing the coffee in the cup to slowly swirl into a small vortex, a playful tone concealing a hint of melancholy.

"How could I forget? You were so exceptional and refined that night," the man sitting across from her smiled slightly, lifting his cup elegantly to sip, his movements graceful and cultured, exuding a unique charm.

Gwyneth raised her eyebrows but did not speak. Although she kept smiling, disbelief was evident on her face.

"Of course, I should apologize for not calling. It was indeed my mistake, even though I have been quite busy," Adrian put down his cup and sighed, "but I wouldn't forget any beautiful woman who made a deep impression on me."