President Elliott's Girlfriend!!!
Rachel heard Chairman Garcia's bold question, and her heart skipped.
She couldn't help but want to know Kellan's answer too. Her lips pressed together as she turned her eyes to him.
Kellan's thin, dangerously attractive lips curved ever so slightly. "You flatter me."
Neither an admission, nor a denial. Just words that left the whole room guessing.
After speaking, his deep, pitch-black eyes shifted towards Rachel, calm and unreadable as he asked, "Rachel, what would you like to drink?" His voice was steady, almost too composed.
Chairman Garcia, being a smart businessman, immediately understood.
If President Elliott didn't want to give an answer, he wouldn't push further.
He quickly gestured for a waiter to come over, carrying trays of wines and cocktails.
Rachel froze. Rachel?
Was he… was he using her as an excuse just now?
