Chapter 254

Jack placed his wine glass on the table when he heard Luke's words. His face was slightly red from the alcohol. "Don't worry, Luke. I'll get my men on the case. You'll
receive the approval tomorrow. Remember, take good care of my daughter.” The more Jack looked at Luke, the more satisfied he was. From their conversation, he could
understand that Luke was a shrewd and assertive man and would be the perfect son-in-law. Jack had addressed him as "Mr. Crawford" earlier, but it was now "Luke." Everyone who heard that knew that Jack was trying to play matchmaker. Those people looked enviously at Luke. In a mere few sentences, Luke had won the rights to
develop the seaside resort worth tens of billions of dollars. However, they knew that they were no match for Luke's handsome looks and sharp business
acumen. Even though they might be envious, they knew that Luke deserved it. "Congratulations, Mr. Crawford! With this development project in your bag, T Corporation will be
pushed to greater heights,” a balding middle-aged man praised him. "Mr. Crawford, you are a rare business prodigy. You've led your company to record profits. I admit
that I'm no match for you!" Another pot-bellied man in a business suit also said. Luke flashed an ambiguous smile and raised his glass toward Jack. "Thank you for your approval,
Mr. Norman. I will make sure that the seaside resort can bring the most benefit to the city.” Of course, he did not mention anything about taking care of Leia. Her greatest comfort was that her two children were cute and healthy. She could not believe Allison's words. However, she had to do the DNA test with Allison, to confirm that she was indeed not Allison's
daughter. Someone had said that love was like a sickness. So was that why she felt like dying? If she had to be separated from Luke, she imagined that she would fall into endless despair.
Suddenly, she felt that she was enveloped in a warm embrace. Luke was not his usual cold and aloof self. Instead, his eyes were brimming with care and
tenderness. "You're already a mother now. Why are you still so melancholic?" Luke was worried whenever Bianca cried. She might look delicate and lovely, just like in Lord Byron's poem: I saw thee weep—the big bright tear Came o'er that eye of blue; And then methought it did appear A violet dropping dew. Bianca's tears were indeed beautiful and endearing like dewdrops from a violet. However, Luke
preferred to see Bianca's smile. That was more beautiful than a flower petal that had been kissed by
an angel. Bianca stopped her tears and gazed at Luke's face. He smelled of alcohol, and his expensive shirt was crumpled. His short hair covered his forehead,
and he looked tired. Even so, his sculpted face was filled with tenderness as he comforted her. Bianca could only feel warmth. She helped him undo his tie, then tiptoed and hugged his neck. "I'm afraid that our peaceful life will
be disrupted. I'm afraid that we will be separated. I'm afraid that our children will suffer because of
us. I'm afraid about all these unknowns..." Luke gently held her icy hand and warmed it in his palm. He lowered his head and kissed the corner
of her eye. "I'm here for you, silly. I'll shelter you and the children from the wind and rain. All you
have to do is take care of the children and give them the mother's love they have lost in the past.
Leave everything else to me." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ƒindNoᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Bianca stared into the man's eyes. His hands were clutching hers. Her skin was the color of snow, while his skin was the color of bronze. The contrast was stark but in
harmony. The man's hands were as warm as his smile. Bianca's world brightened...