Jepherson remained rooted to the spot. When he heard Raeleigh enter the room, he turned around to look at Raeleigh.
"What's wrong with you?" Raeleigh knew that he was a little angry, but since it was just a trivial matter of her sitting there for too long, he could have prompted her to get up at any time.
Jepherson seemed to have read Raeleigh's mind. Suddenly, he said, "I didn't dare to disturb you, in case you got startled."
With a sullen face, Jepherson seemed very much like a child at that moment. Raeleigh froze all of a sudden. Then, she smiled very happily. "The child is still young. She doesn't know anything. Look how scared you are."
Raeleigh walked over to Jepherson, who was still looking mad. "She's a little girl. You're a grown-up."
Jepherson held Raeleigh in his arms and leaned in to kiss her. Raeleigh resisted for a while and pushed him away, only to be met with a grim-looking Jepherson. She didn't quite understand. He wasn't really angry, so why did he have to act that way?
"Did you see the design?"
Raeleigh asked, pulling Jepherson over to have a look. He followed her to the desk to look at it.
Jepherson pointed at the paper and asked, "Do you know how much this design is worth?"
Raeleigh shook her head. She only designed cars. She had no idea about their market value.
Raeleigh lifted her chin to look Jepherson in the eye. He then told her. "Fifty million."
Raeleigh was shocked for a second. "Fifty million dollars?"
"That's right."
Raeleigh stopped talking and stared blankly at the drawing. Jepherson said, "This is a great design by international standards."
International?
Raeleigh looked up at Jepherson again. Wouldn't she then be a billionaire?
Without waiting for Raeleigh's reply, Jepherson continued. "You haven't named it."
Raeleigh gasped and stared at Jepherson. Gently, he tilted her chin upwards and nibbled at her lips. After that, he said, "I suddenly found out I didn't just strike gold, I got diamonds as well. If someone discovers your talent, then I won't be able to sleep knowing that they want to snatch you away at any given opportunity."
Raeleigh rolled her eyes. "You're talented as well. Why must you compliment me?"
"You and I are different. We don't have the same style in designing cars. You're better at catering to the public's taste. Your designs are s*xy. Mine are too rigid."
"Why don't you just say that your designs are for the elite?"
"No. You bring a tenderness which can make up for the rigidity of the designs. My designs only number a few dozen over the world. It isn't that profitable."
"So, you want to steal my talent?" Raeleigh looked at the drawing. Jepherson hugged her from behind and said, "This is a huge fortune that our child can inherit in the future."
Raeleigh looked at him with a smile. Hearing that made her happier.
Looking at her design, she murmured one word. "Duke."
Duke?
Jepherson was slightly taken aback. Raeleigh picked up her pencil and wrote the name 'Duke' on the corner of the paper.
"A duke is a noble. He is an army commander who is skilled in defence and offence, who conquered lands all across the world. The duke is a man of both the pen and the sword. He is elegant and dashing, skilled at martial arts, passionate and charming..." Raeleigh mused.
Jepherson held Raeleigh in his arms and did not speak. Was this what she thought of him?
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