Regardless, after a while, Zivon sighed before saying, “…Don’t take her words to heart, President Harrison. That aside, I’m sure you’re busy, so do head home first… I’d send you back, but with all the paparazzi around, I’m worried that it’ll affect your reputation.”
As always, Zivon was speaking in an almost estranged tone, and Sophia couldn’t help but chuckle as she replied, “There’s honestly nothing to worry about at all. For one, we’ve been working together for quite a while now, and I know how fine a man you are. With that in mind, I don’t have an issue with playing the matchmaker.”
“That aside, you should know that my parents are ushering me to get married, and they’ve also suggested that I give you some thought… Personally, I think I’m quite a match for you in both terms of work, and lifestyle…” concluded Sophia.
True enough, Zivon had to agree that the way they operated matched to a tee. However, he now had Xavia, so… in the end, he was prompted to reply, “Unfortunately, marriage isn’t something that’s achieved simply through compatibility. It requires feelings as well, President Harrison. With that said, I’m afraid it won’t work between us.”
His rejection was straightforward… A little too straightforward, in fact… Though Sophia was slightly bummed by this, she was far from soft-hearted. With that in mind, she simply said, “…I see. I respect your decision, President Burton. However, I still intend to bond a little after this meeting. With that said, I’ll be seeing you.”
After saying that, she patted him on the shoulder before walking off, leaving Zivon standing there, his gaze darkened… He, for one, didn’t think that he’d ever bond with her outside of work. After all, he already had someone in his heart, and nobody was able to comfort him more than Xavia… Honestly, just thinking about her delicate and rosy face made Zivon smile…
Shaking his head, he then returned to his room to take a shower…
It was around midnight when he slipped on a set of casual clothes before driving the cheapest car in the garage to the estate… However, upon arriving, he realized that the house was empty. Where could she be at this hour…?
Giving her a call, it didn’t take long before she picked up and asked, “Hello…? You’re not asleep yet, Young Master Burton…?”
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