Chapter 30

In a hotel's lavish suite, the tall and impressive figure of the man was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows. A young assistant busily worked behind him, but when he spoke up, the assistant stopped and looked over.

"No problem, Mr. Hamilton. I've got this. I even did some research and found the perfect flowers for you and Mrs. Hamilton. And trust me, you won't see the same arrangement twice in a week." As soon as Dexter finished speaking, he felt a little proud of himself. 'If this continues, Mrs. Hamilton will definitely reconcile with Mr. Hamilton!'

Dexter then asked, "Mr. Hamilton, aside from the flowers, I was thinking we could add some chocolates, or perhaps some cakes?"

'Those overly sweet and greasy things?' Hayden felt nauseous as he thought to himself about it. "Are you sure she'll like it?" Mr. Hamilton felt that Wyneth would not be very fond of sweets or the likes of it.

"Mr. Hamilton, women love anything that's sweet. How could anyone say no to this? Sugar boosts