Chapter 403 It Seems That I Possess So Many Virtues in Your Eyes

• Just as Flint was about to pull back his hand, he swiftly reached out, hooked Lucille's wrist, and gently tugged her closer across the 80-centimeter-wide tea table.
• Their hands, awkwardly positioned yet close enough to resemble a toast, made the moment feel strangely intimate.
• Flint's fingers encircled Lucille's as she held her teacup, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he looked at her. "Gary mentioned you're planning to use those 4.5 billion to carve out a career to impress me, is that so?"