Chapter 368

Marriage obviously isn't the same thing as doing business. Anthony gave a faint smile and suddenly took off his glasses. He lifted his eyes—those striking, slightly upturned ones locked right onto Oliver. The usually rogue-like expression on his face seemed even more captivating in that moment. It was the kind of good-looking face that could get anyone to drop their guard. Oliver thought to himself, if he were his little sister, he might've fallen for the guy too. Attraction is human nature—who doesn't appreciate a pretty face? But what really lies beneath a pretty shell? That takes time to figure out. Oliver met his gaze directly, the tapping of his long fingers on the tablet screen pausing. Anthony's tone was plain but sincere. "If you'll allow me to marry Debbie, I don't mind marrying into your family. I'm more than willing. I'm ready to spend the next decade—or however long it takes—in Raventon with her." Oliver shot him a brief glance, a touch of surprise flickering across his eye