At another end of the hotel, after changing into a backless short black summer beach dress, Aarvi tied her hair into a messy bun while Aaron waited for her leaning on the door in his casuals.
Her slender body, petite face, and her look are innocent and pure. If he thinks as sexy, she was alluring, if he thinks as his little cupcake, she was pretty and cute. If he thinks as President Evans, she looked confident, bold, and daring.
The beauty held in the eyes of the beholder perfectly suited them.
"Let's go," Aarvi said without noticing his adoring gaze and led him to the restaurant in the hotel.
They were almost done with lunch, Aarvi left everyone stupefied instructing, "Secretary Wen, I need tools for building a sandcastle. Please arrange it. Thank you."
Aaron had a different plan but he didn't say it and asked her in curiosity, "Do you like sandcastles?"
