Chapter 20

Anna was still stuck in that loop—yeah, seriously though, why would anyone spend three million just to marry her? So stuck, in fact, that she completely forgot it was this guy who brought up getting married in the first place. Julian looked down at the girl tangled in his arms, the one he'd just successfully roped in. His expression softened. He absentmindedly played with her hair, like teasing a tiny kitten. Then he offered, so very "generously," "Maybe you could tell me what makes you special? Who knows, I might just go along with your offer." Right! Her strengths! In this day and age, if you don't advertise yourself properly, how're you gonna land the job? Anna hyped herself up internally, trying to recall any standout qualities. "I can cook." Assuming instant noodles count. "I speak four languages." "Oh?" Julian raised his brow, now genuinely curious. Did he underestimate her? Under his intense gaze, Anna started counting seriously on her fingers, "English, Thai, Japanese, and Kore