#Chapter37
Business Dinner 2.0-02
I raised my brow playfully. /"How about we talk about the proposal, Mr. Linton?/"
/"Brilliant idea, Miss Rogue./" He beamed. Just the beam alone was already an ultimate aphrodisiac of all aphrodisiacs. /"I hope we can seal this deal, and I’m a little bit persuasive. So, let’s cut the chase. I want your perfume, and your name will be on the label. You can choose the name yourself as long as the board accepts it, and matches with the men’s. Your choice./" He poured another wine into our glasses like an expert.
I grabbed the glass and emptied it in a gulp. He said to take it easy, but I thought I didn’t hear him right. This has been my dream—to have my name on the bottle. For a perfumer, who could refuse it?
I blinked twice or maybe more when he remained serious. With wide eyes, I opened my mouth to respond, then closed it again. Was he serious?
