"Do you know me well?" Mitchel asked indifferently.

"What do you mean?" Eloise asked in confusion.

"Don't act like we get on well with each other. I just met you."

Mitchel was seldom this straightforward. But at this moment, his anger was palpable and anyone could tell it from his tone.

Seemingly innocent, Eloise failed to notice his fury.

She blushed after stealing a glance at Mitchel's handsome face. And then, she said in a low voice, "I know why I'm here. My father said that I will be your wife."

She had only seen Mitchel's pictures before, thinking his pictures were photographed since she thought no man could be this handsome.

But the moment she saw him in person, she was fascinated by him immediately. To her, Mitchel was even more dashing than he looked in the pictures.

ALL of Mitchel's features seemed to be carefully carved. One glance from his charming eyes could make her heart racing. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

Not only his appearance but also his temperament was outstanding.

Those famous male stars and celebrities she had ever seen in person couldn't hold a candle to him.

After some moments, Eloise mustered up her courage, raised her head, and said, "Mitchel, do you like..."

She abruptly stopped since Mitchel was nowhere in sight.

Where did Mitchel go? She hadn't finished yet.

Eloise hurriedly looked around, only to find him walking to the door.

Looking at his tall and straight back, Eloise's face turned crimson even more, her eyes filled with affection.

He was perfect from whatever angle she looked at him. She liked him even more.

Raegan sat in Henley's car silently. She never said a word on their way.

Eloise's words kept replaying in her mind, and she found they made sense.

She and Mitchel were from two different words. They were never meant for each other.