As efficient as Max can be, he indeed arranged for Marga and Dragon to meet. He was currently waiting outside the high-end restaurant where Dragon booked the whole place only for them.
[Inside the fancy restaurant]
Marga was waiting for the man that paid her management just for them to meet. Surely, if it was just an ordinary offer, she won't accept it. Alas, the man said he holds a piece of information about Seraphina's accident. Hence, since there is nothing to lose and her safety is guaranteed, Marga agreed.
Looking around at the whole place, her brows arc as she noticed that aside from her, there is no other guest present. Suspicion immediately rose on her heart as she slowly stood up -- preparing to leave. However, just as she grabbed her coat that was laid on top of the other chair, she halted the moment she turns her body.
Raising her head to the person who was blocking her way, Marga was instantly stunned seeing Dragon for the first time. Though she had seen many handsome men -- Dragon's profile was incomparable to all.
Dragon slightly looks down on her silly expression then smirks. "Ms. Yue, my apologies for being late."
Still, Marga just stares at him in awe. She was evidently mind-blown that someone like him has an unparalleled appearance and voice. When Dragon slightly tilts his head in confusion, Marga finally grabbed a hold of herself.
"I -- um… I'm sorry. You are?"
"Max -- Maxwell Han." Dragon smiles as he gestured her to take her seat.
"Han? Are you perhaps CEO Han of Han Corporation?" Marga diverts her attention as she recollects her etiquette and proper upbringing -- she can't embarrass herself anymore.
"I am. I should thank you for giving me an opportunity to meet you."
"No, Mr. Han. It's my p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e to meet you." Marga flattered back. Though part of her just want to enjoy looking at the beautiful face of Dragon, unfortunately, she has to take this matter seriously. After all, the man in front of her was not a simple individual.
"What do I owe CEO Han for arranging a meeting with me?" Marga elegantly probed -- trying her best not to stare at Dragon for too long.
"Ms. Yue, I'll be rather blunt -- I needed your help." Dragon leisurely spoke as he sat like a nobleman.
"And what help does Mr. Han, one of the most influential man in the world needed from someone like me?"
Dragon smirks as he leans forward, resting his arms on the edge of the exorbitant table. "Seraphina Yue."
Marga's smile instantly froze the moment he heard Dragon spat Seraphina's name. Since she was too amazed by Dragon's appearance and demeanor, Marga forgot the main reason why she agreed to meet him in the first place.
"Mr. Han, what about Seraphina?"
"I want to know about her condition." Dragon trivially stated as if he bears no emotion regarding the matter which made Marga a little relieve.
"and why would I do that?"
"I can give you everything you ask for -- as long as it is within my reach."
Marga leisurely swirls the wine that was just served for her -- staring at Dragon, she then wordlessly took a sip.
"Mr. Han, may I ask your connection with my dearest cousin?"
"She's my wife." Though Dragon didn't have much change on his expression, Marga still detects the glint of gentleness in his eyes which made her covetous heart rise up from her long slumber.
She can't believe that Seraphina had someone like Dragon as her man. Since young, Seraphina always gets the best. Hence, she always treated Seraphina with pretention and contempt.
Probably, the best thing that happens to Marga or when she finally felt free was when Seraphina studied abroad. Alas, the almost forgotten grudge toward Seraphina immediately envelops Marga's heart.
"Then, if I asked you to marry me instead… will you grant it?"
"I'm afraid Ms. Yue that is beyond my reach." Dragon smirks yet he still spoke with his usual business tone.
"Then, how are you sure I'll take your offer?"
"Huh, Ms. Yue, because you can meet me, again." Though his statement was rather narcissistic, alas, that was a fact -- It was exactly what Marga was thinking.
Of course, Marga knew that someone like Dragon -- he'll probably play hard-to-get. However, Marga was confident that she can covet him from Seraphina -- just like everything else.
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[present time]
The moment his sharp-deep eyes stares back at her, Dragon smirks yet, no one knows what was going through his mind.
"Wife, will you marry me?"
-end of volume 2-