Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Sarah had already spent three years in New York, climbing from the position of director to vice president.
"Sarah, to celebrate your promotion, I've reserved a suite at the Hilton.
I'll pick you up after work."
Drake had stayed with her in New York for those three years, though she had no idea what he'd been doing all that time.
It seemed he had invested in some business here, made quite a fortune, and spent most of his days leisurely wandering around, occasionally dropping by his company.
The majority of his time was spent at the estate, where he had cultivated a field of lilies just for her.
She shed her professional suit and slipped into a long, crimson dress, tying her shoulder-length wavy hair into a high ponytail that exposed her slender, porcelain neck.
Before she even stepped out of the company building, she spotted Drake leaning casually against a Bentley.
