Chapter 24

Eliza shot a middle finger with her right hand towards Xander! Among the women he has encountered, some were filled with enchanting charm, some were tender like pear blossoms in the rain, some had an alluring wildness that made one's heart race, yet none of them ever had the audacity to flick him off. Lost amidst the multicolor neon lights, her eyes, as cold as her expression, betrayed a touch of disillusionment that only those who have tasted the bitterness of life could understand. Yes, a woman just like this! ... Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on Xander's shoulder. He gently turned his swivel chair, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the armrest, with flashes of that night's encounter with Eliza repeatedly playing in his mind. As he opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the large desk before him. At the top of a pile of documents was a photo of Eliza. Her pointed chin, her typically icy stare. His secretary was very efficient, having compiled all the av