After his meeting, Landon Hawthorne walked toward his office, discussing a project with his vice president.
But the moment he stepped into his office, he saw Aria Sterling sitting primly on the sofa.
On the coffee table in front of her was a vibrant bouquet of flowers.
The lush red roses were so vivid they looked like a blazing flame, dazzling and impossible to miss.
Landon Hawthorne instantly forgot the vice president by his side and strode over in a few steps. "Aria, what are you doing here? You didn't even tell me you were coming."
"I was in the neighborhood, so I came to pick you up." Aria Sterling stood, a faint smile gracing her lips. She was like an orchid blooming in a quiet valley—serene, beautiful, and captivating.
Landon Hawthorne took both of her hands and asked playfully, "Where were you coming from that this was on the way?"
"I paid a visit to Phoenix Architectural Design Company."
