This was the honest truth.


    To her, Yorick''s proposal today felt like a moment of sheer insanity. Of course, she figured thispse wouldn''tst long. The minute he faced Urs, he''d snap right back to reality. Ronald''s gaze remained intense, "And what about you, Star?"


    "What about me?"


    Her head was on straight! She could differentiate between sense and nonsense.


    Ronald probed, "Star, are you happy?"


    "Happy about what?"


    "About him proposing."


    Ste snorted, "What''s there to be happy about?"


    Ronald pointed out, "You''re engaged to him."


    Ste went silent.


    Engaged, engaged, couldn''t they drop it already?


    "Our engagement is all about the Schultz family drama."


    The story behind their engagement was aplex web of reasons, none of which were as simple as the rumors suggested - that she harbored feelings for Yorick.


    Mentioning the Schultz family made the air between them subtle.


    Ste guiltily looked down, fully aware of Ronald''s disdain for secrets.


    The past incidents involving the Schultz family, even though she was the victim, meant she wasn''t off the hook in Ronald''s eyes.


    Predictably, a yful but firm knock on her forehead from Ronald had her wincing.


    "Ow!" Ste cried for the pain.


    Ronald asked, "Will you dare do it again?"


    "No, definitely not!"


    Promises of ''again'' aside, she knew better than to cross Ronald.


    At the sight of her submit, Ronald''s intense gaze softened slightly. He stood, lifting her, "Let''s go grab some food."


    Ste was taken aback by his strength. He carried her in such effortless manner. Was it because he was too strong or she too light? "Put me down; I can walk."


    This was her studio, after all. Being carried out didn''t sit well with her image.


    Ronald looked down, his gaze at her deepening, "Am I that embarrassing?"


    "Of course not."


    But this wasn''t exactly the way to show it, was it?


    Before Ste could protest further, Ronald was already out the door with her in his arms.


    Idris was up already, waiting by the elevator.


    The whole office went silent at the sight. This had to be a sign of things getting official!


    Idris stepped forward respectfully, "Sir."


    Ronald nced around the spacious office, ordering, "Get them lunch from Crab Elite." The mention of such avish lunch had everyone''s spirits lifting.


    Their boss'' the other half was not only wealthy but generous too, surely deserving to get official. He cared about their boss, not to mention his generosity, which was way better than Mr. Quarry, who had his heart set elsewhere.


    ...


    Ste, still in Ronald''s arms, buried her face in his chest the whole time, too embarrassed to show her face.


    Once in the car, she immediately scooted away.


    "Ronald, this...you..."


    Ste stuttered, her words failing


    her. She was all grown up now, really. Carrying her at home were one thing, but this public disy was another.


    "What about it?"


    As Ronald saw her flustered look, his lips curved into a mysterious smile.


    Ste rified, "If words get out, they might have the wrong idea. I know I used to bathe me as a kid, but things are different now. You have your life, and I''ll have mine.


    Ronald remained quiet.


    "If it goes like that and our partners learn about the way how we interact, they wouldn''t be pleased."


    Something she said seemed to hit a nerve; Ronald''s smile faded, his eyes cooling.


    Feeling the shift, Ste tensed up.


    The next moment, she found herself seated on Ronald''sp.


    Ste was speechless.


    Had all her words fallen on deaf ears? Or was he, like Yorick,pletely oblivious to her concerns?