“Mr. Emerson, I suppose you’ve been too busy recovering from your illness to know that Emerson Corporation’s winning designs for the Eastern opera house was the work of Miss Charlotte herself,” Shane explained with a vague smile on his face.
His cool gaze fell upon Timothy, then onto Elaine, who had just stepped out of the kitchen.
At that moment, a sharp flare of warning darted across his eyes, which sent a shiver down Elaine’s spine.
Elaine seemingly lost control over her own hands, which trembled with the tray she was holding. However, she quickly recollected herself and steadied her fingers.
With the smile still plastered across her face, she walked over to Shane and placed a cup in front of him, “Here, Mr. Fuller, have a cup of coffee.”
She then placed another cup of tea in front of Timothy.
“What’s going on here?” Timothy asked Elaine.
Their recent success in the bidding for the Eastern opera house was one of the reasons for his speedy recovery.