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Chapter 1302: Allison seemed lost in thought for a moment. "Let's hope so."

Given Verruckt's reckless nature, if he hadn't perished, he would have come back to get revenge. He wouldn't have endured this long.

Allison's gaze shifted upward, a slight smile tugging at her lips as she added, "Kellan, it looks like you've been getting along with my parents lately."

"Of course. As your future husband, it's important to build good relationships with them." Kellan's tone was relaxed. But he feigned innocence as he added, "Our company still has a contract with Dibya Group. I'm just doing this for the sake of cooperation." Allison chuckled, clearly amused.

"Is that so? Well then, Mr. Lloyd, if you're looking to make the most of your cooperation with Dibya Group, you'd better get along well with me."

She shrugged nonchalantly.

"After all, my dad has already handed me all of Dibya Group's shares, and Lizzie's orders are complete. The Aröme Tower has now reached a whole new level. Mr. Lloyd, if you don't step up your game, you might find your business snatched away."

Kellan grinned, a spark in his eyes, before kissing her softly. "I'll work hard to make sure you never have to worry again." He released her and took her hands.

"Let's go."

Soon, they were dressed and headed to the garden terrace of the hotel. This popular, classic hotel spot should have been bustling with people, but Allison hadn't seen a soul. Even the elevator was empty.

She glanced down at her blush pink dress and casually asked, "Kellan, do you feel like something's off?"

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"Your parents want to see you, so they've heightened the hotel's security," Kellan replied calmly, though he tightened his grip on her hands slightly.

"I suppose so."

Allison didn't think too much about it. She'd been focused on her recovery lately, and she let her parents take care of the company matters. After the cliff incident, they were even more vigilant about safety.

When they reached the restaurant entrance, there was no waiter in sight, so Kellan opened the door himself.

"Let's go."

Allison stepped inside. But the moment she did, she was frozen in place.

As Kellan pushed open the ornate door, the scent of roses instantly enveloped her. Curious, she walked further into the dimly lit space, and as the lights flickered on, rose petals began to fall from above.

At that very moment, a melodious tune began to fill the air in the restaurant.

It was a waltz, the kind that seemed to whisper of fate itself. Before Allison could react, Kellan appeared in front of her.

He dropped to one knee. "Allison, will you marry me?"

Kellan stood there, a bouquet of roses in hand, their crimson petals entwined with delicate white blooms-a symbol of love both profound and pure. Nestled at the very center was a breathtaking, pear-shaped diamond ring.

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