Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 For Violet

The office door closed softly, and the director wiped his forehead, relieved. He dialed Violet's number without hesitation. "Hi, Ms.

Belcourt, Lucy's proposal isplete. | just went through it, and everything checks out. She's more impressive than | anticipated.

There's just one thing..."

"What's that?" Violet's voice on the other end was calm and collected.

"She mentioned wanting to surprise your fiancé," he explained cautiously.

"A surprise?" Violet's voice turned languid yet frosty. "Alright, I'll mention it to Lenn. | wonder how she'll feel when she learns this

proposal was tailored for me. This is getting interesting."

Lucy had a 2 p.m. appointment with this ‘female client's’ fiancé. It was her first client meeting, so she arrived ten minutes early at

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the café, rocking her trusty power suit.

This wasn't just any suit—it was a splurge, two months’ worth of salary when she went to Europe with Cherise for her burn

treatments.

"Lucy, you look amazing in that suit! Powerful, sexy, turning heads for sure!" Cherise's voice from years ago echoed in her head.

Herment convinced Lucy to break the bank on the expensive outfit. Deep down, she knew clothes wouldn't change

everything, but damn, did it ever boost her confidence.

This was her first dive into the service industry; naturally, she was a nervous wreck.

Taking a deep breath, Lucy sipped her coffee to calm her jitters. Tseemed to crawl by.

Finally, at 2 p.m. sharp, Lucy gripped her coffee mug tightly, eyes glued to the café entrance.

A man in all black pushed open the door. Lucy's brow furrowed in a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "Lennon? Of all the

places..." she breathed; the nwas a silent curse on her lips.

She'd naively convinced herself his arrival was merely a chance encounter.

But to her surprise, Lennon frowned and glanced around. When he caught sight of Lucy and the table number in front of her, he

hesitated momentarily before walking over and sitting across from her.

He settled in the chair opposite her, and a storm of conflicting emotions roiled within Lucy.

Hadn't they both agreed to maintain a polite distance? Apparently, this man in front of her had other plans.

"Waiting for someone?" he inquired, a smirk playing on his lips, laced with an unsettling blend of amusement and resignation.

"Been here a while?"

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Lucy released a deep, exasperated breath before forcing a firm tone. Mr. Belcourt, I'm meeting a client. We're acquainted, yes, but

this is a business meeting. They'll be here shortly. | would appreciate it if you wouldn't disrupt my work."

Lennon's eyes narrowed further as he tapped the table with a single, sharp rap and said flatly, "What's your client's name?" Rolling

her eyes, Lucy replied, "None of your business."

"Actually, itis," Lennon countered, pulling out his phone with a swift movement.

He displayed a message screen, the words stark against the bright light. "Ms. Staber, here. Mr. Belcourt. Your client."

The previously bustling café seemed to hold its breath as a stunned silence descended.

Lucy stared at Lennon, her mind reeling, unable to process the unexpected revelation.

Her boss never said who the service was for. It was just for slady from Adania who was having a birthday soon.

So, all that meticulous planning for a romantic, heart-melting proposal? All the research and effort? Turns out it was for Violet. The

surprise for Violet... and Lennon?