Rebecca was stunned after Isabella Joanna's introduction.
So, he was the CEO of Skytop Group. She was so foolish…
In fact, as a debutante, she was no stranger to the mysterious CEO of Skytop Group. She wasn't sure when it started, but Howard Geoffrey had become the most discussed Golden Bachelor in their circle. She had even participated in those discussions. While she never fantasized about meeting him, she deeply admired his excellence. She'd never imagined that this business magnate, revered by the public almost as a deity, was actually her fiancé. All this time, she'd assumed her fiancé merely shared the same name.
Seeing Rebecca lost in thought for a long while, Isabella Joanna couldn't hold back anymore. "Becca," she asked, "a few days ago you told me Old Quentin wanted you to move into the hotel with him. Have you seen him yet? What does he look like? Is he really as handsome as the rumors say? Him…"
Rebecca finally snapped out of it. "Isabella," she said, "can you slow down a bit? I can't answer so many questions at once."
It was no wonder Isabella Joanna was so curious. After all, the name "Howard Geoffrey" alone was enough to make women all over the world swoon.
Isabella Joanna took a deep breath and repeated her questions clearly.
After listening, Rebecca calmly answered, "Yes, I've seen him."
Isabella Joanna's eyes widened in disbelief. "You really saw him? At the hotel?" she asked.
Rebecca nodded.
Isabella Joanna still seemed incredulous. "Does he… does he really look like the rumors say?" she asked, stunned.
Recalling her meeting with Howard Geoffrey, what impressed her most, even now, was his appearance. No wonder she'd always thought he was the most handsome man she had ever seen…
"He is indeed very handsome," Rebecca answered truthfully.
"Oh, my God…" Isabella Joanna could no longer remain calm. "Then he…"
Then, with Isabella Joanna listening in a starstruck daze, Rebecca recounted the details of her first meeting with Howard Geoffrey, right up until she mentioned what had happened that morning…
"What did you say?" Isabella Joanna shot up from her seat, asking in disbelief, "Howard Geoffrey wanted to… *you know*… with you, and you refused?"
Isabella Joanna's raised voice drew stares from other customers in the café.
Rebecca quickly pulled Isabella Joanna back down to her seat, her face flushing red with embarrassment. "Could you please keep your voice down…?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Isabella Joanna, noticing the stares, slowly sat back down and lowered her voice. "You weren't joking just now, were you?"
Rebecca slowly lowered her gaze, her lashes brushing her cheeks. "I'm not joking," she said earnestly. "I'm just… I'm just not used to suddenly having someone else around… And, at that moment, I was really scared…"
"My dear lady," Isabella Joanna said, "what are you afraid of? I told you before, every woman goes through that moment… You're not afraid of the pain, are you?"
Rebecca explained shyly, "No, it's not that kind of fear… I just felt this inexplicable dread. I… I don't know how to explain it. Maybe it's because I don't really know him as a person at all!"
Isabella Joanna exclaimed in frustration, "Rebecca, what more do you need to understand? He's Howard Geoffrey! His status alone is worth you stripping naked and waiting for him in bed!"