Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199 An Unforgettable Entrance

Barry still needed to weigh the options before committing to the Foster family.

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He picked up another file. “But after looking at all the factors, the strongest candidate is still Hughes Group. They’re more established, more stable, Only problem is, I’ve heard the old man running the show is a real piece of work. Stubborn as a mule, with a mouth like a sailor. Trying to get an investment out of him is like… well, let’s just say it won’t be a walk in the park.”

Barry had a dry sense of humor. He spoke plainly and didn’t mince words–a certain blunt charm was part of his package.

But it was that same straightforward, big–picture attitude that had helped him close plenty of big deals over the years.

Brian let out a soft snort of laughter.

Stubborn as a mule.

Damian glanced curiously at Brian. He was about to look away when he paused. “Do you know him? This… stubborn old mule?”

“Huh?” Brian grinned and ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I know him.”

“Given you share the last name Hughes… Is he family?” Damian asked, still flipping through the file.

Brian had been Damian’s assistant for years now, and his competence was undeniable. It stood to reason his relatives wouldn’t be slouches either.

“Distant family. But we haven’t exactly kept in touch,” Brian said, taking a sip from his bottle of sparkling water.

After that, Damian and Barry dove back into their discussion. Brian simply listened quietly from the side, taking notes.

They’d been talking for about half an hour when Isabelle finally stepped out from the back

room.

All three men fell silent, staring.

Damian’s heart gave a hard, sudden thump. A wave of heat rushed to his chest, leaving him feeling warm all over.

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He swallowed, his throat tight, and just stared at her, momentarily speechless.

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Brian quickly nudged Barry’s arm, then began gathering the documents from the table. The two of them made a brisk, almost comical exit to the car outside, as if they’d suddenly remembered urgent business.

The makeup team, finished packing up, filed out shortly after.

“What’s wrong?” Isabelle asked, looking at the man whose cars had turned faintly pink.

She suddenly felt self–conscious and nervously smoothed the front of her dress. “Does it not look good?”

Damian’s eyes remained fixed on her.

The soft pendant lights in the hallway cast a glow against the side of her face, and the shadow from her nose fell just across her reddened lips.

She wore a sleeveless dress of heavy silk that draped and flowed, hinting at every curve. Her hair was swept up in a classic, elegant twist, and on her feet were sleek black stilettos that caught the light with subtle sparkle. A necklace of large, luminous pearls rested at her throat, each pearl the size of a marble.

Tonight, she looked nothing short of regal.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Damian was already picturing what she might look in a wedding gown.

He slowly stood up, walked over to her, took her hand, and gently drew her into his arms.

“I’m almost afraid to take you out in public,” he murmured, his voice low.

Isabelle frowned playfully. “What? Am I that much of an embarrassment?”

“You have

no beautiful you are, Belie. I’m afraid someone might try to steal you

idea ho away,” he said, his words muffled as he buried his face in the curve of her neck.

Isabelle giggled and wrapped her arms around his waist.

He could be so ridiculously childish sometimes.

“Then you’d better keep a close eye on me. Don’t let me get lost,” she said with a smile.

He pulled back just enough to look at her, though his hands stayed firmly on her waist.

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“If I could. I’d shrink you down to pocket–size and carry you with me everywhere,” he said.

He started to lean in, lowering his head towards hers.

Isabelle lifted a hand, gently placing her fingers against his lips. “The makeup took forever. It’d be such a waste to ruin it now.”

He let out a long, dramatically disappointed sigh. “Fine.”

“Your face is all red, Damian,” Isabelle said, reaching up to touch his cheek before letting her fingers trail to the tip of his earlobe.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. His lips parted slightly, and for a moment, he looked like a man holding back a storm.

She was doing this on purpose.

A triumphant little laugh escaped her.

Damian gave a soft, mock–severe huff.

He really couldn’t do much about her right now. He knew they were on a tight schedule. Otherwise, he might have pulled her into the nearest room. Even if he couldn’t kiss her properly, there were other ways to make her pay.

He wouldn’t let her get away with looking so smug.

He bit his lower lip and gave her waist a gentle, teasing pinch. “You’re a menace.”

She laughed freely, her gaze flickering downward for the briefest second before meeting his eyes again.

“My, my, Mr. Cross. You’re… very impressive,” she said, her laughter brightening even more.

Damian just watched her. The sight of her laughing so openly made him feel like he was standing in a warm, gentle breeze–everything calm, everything right.

It made him adore her even more. And it made him even less willing to let anyone else so much as look at her the wrong way.

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