Chapter 1063

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds before Roland's tone softened. "Vanessa, I know you have your difficulties, but you also know the company's situation right now I'm begging you, please go ask lan!"

"Dad, it's better to rely on ourselves than on others. We should solve this on our own."

"How about this? I have a dinner meeting tonight. Come with me, and I'll introduce you to the CEO of Novum Tech. He's always admired your talent," Roland suddenly suggested.

Vanessa sounded annoyed. "Dad, you know I don't like those kinds of dinners."

"Vanessa, just listen to me. Do it for my sake. It's just one meal," Roland said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Besides, you'll be attending as a shareholder of the company."

Vanessa tightened her grip on the phone. If the company had nothing to do with her, she wouldn't bother, but as a shareholder, she couldn't just ignore it.

"Fine, send me the address. I'll be there," Vanessa said, finally giving in.

In the evening, Eleanor returned home to find lan already there with their daughter. "Mommy, you're back!" Evelyn was sitting on the sofa, watching cartoons with lan.

"I am." Eleanor put down her bag and walked over to her daughter, who reached out to hug her. "Mommy, what's that smell on you?"

"It's disinfectant. Let Mommy go take a shower, and then I'll come down and play with you, okay?" Eleanor said.

"Okay!" Evelyn nodded.

"I'll stay with Evelyn a little longer and then I'll go," lan said, implying he wouldn't be staying for dinner.

"Alright," Eleanor nodded and went to the kitchen to let Joslyn know before heading upstairs to shower.

After washing her hair and showering, Eleanor came downstairs in comfortable loungewear, her fluffy hair draped loosely over her shoulders. Fresh from her bath, she exuded a fresh and gentle aura.

When Eleanor stepped onto the balcony, she found lan still sitting on the sofa under the lights.

He looked up at her as she entered and was momentarily stunned.

This version of Eleanor reminded him of their married life. She used to be just like this, without makeup gentle and serene, waiting up for him to come home late at night. And back then, he-

Eleanor walked over to their daughter. A gentle night breeze carried her faint scent,

the familiar smell of gardenias.

lan's throat bobbed unconsciously.

Just then, Eleanor turned her head and asked softly, "Weren't you leaving?"

lan's deep gaze locked onto hers for a few seconds. "Right," he said before standing up and ruffling his daughter's hair. "Daddy has to go now."

"Are you going to work, Daddy?"

"That's right. Daddy's going to make money for you to spend," lan said with a low chuckle.

"Will you still give Mommy money to spend?" Evelyn asked innocently, tilting her head up.

lan's gaze shifted to Eleanor, and he answered without a hint of hesitation, "Of course."

This was a playful exchange lan often had with their daughter during their marriage. He never expected her to bring it up so casually now.

Eleanor pretended not to hear, her hair falling over her chest. Under the lights, her fair profile created a heart-stirring picture. The man's breathing quickened. "I'm leaving."

Three minutes later, the sound of a running shower came from the downstairs bathroom.

The man had

ad walked straight into

the bathroom, letting the cold water pour over his head, soaking his fine handmade shift. The nearly

transparent fabric clung to his body; revealing the powerful, toned

muscles beneath.

lan closed his eyes, letting the cold water wash over him, trying to extinguish the

desire that shouldn't exist.

But it was no use.

Twenty minutes later, the man

emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist, his wet hair

on

dripping. Fatigue was etaped or ars

brow, along with a hint of frustration from an unfulfilled urge.