Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 942

Calvin's grip loosened as he heard her question, and his enthusiasm instantly faded. "Mallory, there are times when it's better to know when to stop."

That meant he believed it.

He had left Mallory looking somewhat disheveled. While she fixed herself up, she said, "Sometimes, I feel sorry for Zendaya. In the end, things like childhood sweethearts and growing old together are just a joke."

After that, he let her go.

She left Centennial Hills under the unfriendly stares of the crowd. It was only when she stood by the roadside hailing a cab that something occurred to her. I seem to have a place here, too.

Over the past year, Calvin had showered her with gifts, giving her top-tier luxury items every month. Besides the house in Wavery, he had also bought her several properties across the country. He never hesitated to foot the bill for all those purchases. She could come and go as she pleased at his country club.

She had only stayed once at the house in Centennial Hills. That night, she had secretly attended an academic salon without telling Calvin and drank wine given to her by her senior. However, Calvin ended up catching her red-handed. Quite the actor, he had politely led her away and swiftly brought her to this place. Then, he pinned her against the wall and entered her from behind, filling the air with the sound of their lovemaking. Finally, he took a bottle of limited edition red wine from the wine cabinet and poured it all over himself. "You love to drink, don't you? Lick it clean."

Occasionally, she would also think about the first time she met Calvin. It was a month before Zendaya's wedding, and the legendary Barrett family had hosted a banquet that was the talk of the town.

Mallory had arrived late as she had been busy with an experiment. As soon as she gently pushed the door open and met his shining, jet-black eyes, she could no longer look away.

There was a large, floor-to-ceiling window behind him, his long legs were casually propped up, and he held a black file in his hands.

It was the first time she had seen such a good-looking person, and she couldn't help but think he was really handsome. It was only later that she discovered the black file recorded traces of her life from childhood to adulthood.

Everyone took turns introducing themselves. When it was finally his turn, he casually extended his hand. "Calvin Barrett."

"Mallory Whiteford."