Kneeling for a Second Chance Novel

---- Chapter 290 Valeria rubbed her temples. Right then, her phone rang, It was a call from an unknown number, but she had a feeling who it might be. Once the call was connected, an unfamiliar yet polite male voice came through. "Ms. Neal, I'm Seth Torres. I don't know what kind of flowers you like, so I took the liberty of sending roses." Kayla, who was standing nearby, didn't leave. She leaned in to listen, making no attempt to hide her interest. "Ms. Neal, are you free tonight? Would you like to have dinner together?" Seth asked. Valeria frowned slightly and glanced at her watch.

Before she could speak, Kayla lowered her voice and uttered, " Sure, young man. Let's meet tonight at Golden Moonlight." With that, Kayla hung up. She then walked behind Valeria and placed her hands lightly on Valeria's slender shoulders. "Meet that young man tonight. Golden Moonlight happens to be owned by Grant Group. It would be a shame to waste Mr. Grant's thoughtful gesture." Those last words were laced with irony. Valeria met up with Seth that evening. Right after they arrived at Golden Moonlight, Sebastian walked in.

---- Throughout the entire meal, Calvin didn't dare to look at Sebastian's face. It kept turning dark and pale. His fingers clenched so tightly that they cracked. Calvin could only imagine what it felt like to personally push the woman one loved into the arms of another man. Behind the Elarian sliding screen with frosted glass, Sebastian could see Valeria's blurred silhouette , her head lowered over her meal. "Ms. Neal, I truly hope you can choose me. I can fulfill your requests . As long. as you're willing to marry me, my parents and relatives will treat you as family.

If you don't like that, I'll make sure they leave you alone. We'll respect your career ," Seth proclaimed. Valeria looked at the handsome young man before her. His family background was so impressive that it could outmatch 95% of people in the country. At this moment, however, he was desperately trying to market himself, hoping she would pick him. "Mr. Torres, I think you should know I have a nine-year-old daughter." Afraid that even a second's pause might displease Valeria, Seth responded instantly, "My parents will treat her like their biological granddaughter.

I'll also treat her like my own. I'll bea perfect father. If there's anything you're not satisfied ---- with, tell me and I'll change. "Besides , I'm willing to have only this one daughter for the rest of my life. I can even promise to have a vasectomy after marriage. There will be no illegitimate children. My heart will be loyal only to you." "Mr. Torres, this is only our first meeting. How can you say all that when there's no love between us?" Valeria sipped on the drinks provided by the restaurant . It was sweet, but it left a faint bitterness. She found it absurd.

They had known each other for only 25 minutes, yet he had already mapped out their future and made countless promises. Valeria slowly lifted her clear gaze and looked to her left. This was the quietest corner of the restaurant, filled with greenery, and the place was famous online for its ambiance. Awhite Elarian screen separated her from another table. Through it, she could faintly make out the graceful profile of a man. Some people could make her feel their presence the moment they appeared. From her teenage crush, she had developed an instinct.

It had faded with time, but it never disappeared. Valeria knew Sebastian was here. She tapped the table with her slender fingers , and the young, man across from her looked up. ---- Smiling faintly, she beckoned him closer. Seth hesitated for a couple of seconds before getting up. He then bent down, one hand braced on the table. Valeria rose slightly and leaned toward his ear to whisper , " What did he offer you to make you agree to all these terms?" Through the screen, and from this angle, the two blurred figures appeared to lean into each other fora kiss. Sebastian's breath hitched.

As he looked at the overlapping lines of their necks, his palms tightened, and the glass in his hand shattered, fragments bursting out ina cold glitter.