C81 A Private Paradise

“Mr. Calvin,” she said, tilting her head slightly, letting the sunlight catch her hair, “it’s such an honor to meet you.”

Her gaze lingered a fraction longer than necessary, a teasing sparkle in her eyes as she extended her hand.

Calvin’s gaze slid past her, locked on Cleopatra as he shook Lila’s hand once, firm but distracted.

“The honor’s mine,” he said smoothly