Chapter 224

“Oh? So the all-powerful Mr. Damien Blackwood wants to know if Miss Taylor Taylor finds this arrangement romantic?” Damien’s tone was still that smooth, laid-back kind of polite—not overly intense or dripping with sweetness, but it somehow carried a playful edge. Cassandra could feel her ears getting hot, the tips turning pink without her realizing. Just knowing that this ridiculously elegant man was staying in the room right across from hers had her throwing a silent little tantrum inside: Romantic? Please. Not even close! “Huh? It’s just a room, what’s that got to do with romance?” She blinked innocently, deliberately playing dumb. From the window across the way, Damien saw everything—her proud little expression, the barely-there anger, and especially the soft blush coloring the rim of her ear. Yep, caught in 4K. Smirking silently, he said, “And here I thought I put in some real effort to set up a romantic gesture. Couldn’t you just lie a little to make me feel better?” “You literall