Chapter 781 The Final Favor 2
Just after asking, she saw a satisfied smile appear at the corner of Quentin's mouth.
Then, his thin lips parted slightly. "Looks like my efforts weren't in vain."
Hearing this, Grace was instantly shocked again.
"What do you mean?" Her voice was a bit choked. "Quentin, do you mean you made this coffee yourself?"
"Otherwise, Ms. Morgan, why do you think I was in the back for so long?" He raised an eyebrow.
Grace stared at him blankly, taking a while to react.
She was moved, and her heart started pounding even more wildly.
She was falling more and more in love with Quentin!
And deeply so, she couldn't even imagine the heart-wrenching pain if she ever had to leave him.
"Quentin, thank you."
"But how did the owner agree?" Grace lowered her voice, "I heard the owner is a literary youth who has high standards for his coffee quality, so he limits the supply every day to ensure every customer gets the best coffee."
Quentin raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Morgan, do you think the coffee I made isn't top-notch?"
"I didn't say that."
She quickly lowered her head and silently drank her coffee.
Although he did a really good job, the owner was a professional after all, so there must be a difference.
So she wondered why the owner agreed to his request.
"Want to know?" Quentin asked.
Grace nodded vigorously. "Yes, I'm very curious."
"I'll tell you in a bit."
As soon as he finished speaking, Quentin's gaze fell on Grace's cherry-like lips, becoming deep and intense.
The white foam from the coffee clung to her lips, highlighting her pink lips, making them extremely tempting.
Certain scenes suddenly and uncontrollably appeared in his mind.
His eyes became scorching, and his body felt a bit hot.
He looked at her with an unhidden gaze.
"What is it?"
Grace hadn't noticed the problem yet, only feeling that his gaze towards her had changed.
It seemed to suddenly become intense, so she asked out.
"You got foam on your lips, let me..."Quentin reached out his long fingers, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw Grace softly smile, then her pink tongue lightly licked like a little kitten.
"How about now? Is it gone?"
She asked, waiting for his answer.
Quentin suddenly stood up, his tall figure looming over her.
"Is it still not..."
Before she could finish asking, he lifted her chin with one hand, and the next moment, his lips landed on hers, helping her.
Grace's mind went blank.
This was just too romantic!
This scene was something only the male lead would do to the female lead in idol dramas she used to film.
Although she had fantasized about it, she never thought she would experience it one day.
In an instant, she was very happy.
Her heart was completely out of control, beating wildly.
"What are you doing? I can do it myself."
Looking into his eyes, she couldn't even speak properly for a moment, her mind blank.
"I couldn't help myself!"
In the end, he gave this answer, without any concealment, directly revealing his heart.
Grace's heart couldn't calm down, holding the coffee cup, she quickly finished it.
Then, holding hands, they walked towards the flower market.
Since it was very close, they walked there.
As soon as they walked in, a burst of floral fragrance accompanied by a gentle breeze brushed their noses, and the scent was extremely pleasant, refreshing.
Various flowers were like graceful young girls, showing off their beauty.
The flowers were colorful, blooming in the wind, looking extremely beautiful.
"Wow, this is so beautiful, it's my first time here."
Although the home's temperature-controlled garden had many flowers, it couldn't compare to the free-blooming flowers here, and there were so many, dazzling her eyes.
"It's so beautiful, I must pick some carefully."
With that, Grace excitedly let go of Quentin's hand and walked forward happily.
Quentin couldn't let her escape his grasp. Taking a big step, he tightly held her small hand.
"Don't let go of me, and don't lose me."
"Wherever you go, you have to take me with you."
Grace slowed her pace with a smile, but her attention was entirely on the beautiful flowers, not noticing Quentin's jealous look.
In the end, Grace had already gathered a large bouquet, various types and colors, each one she personally picked.
"Do you want me to hold them for you?" Quentin asked.
"No, I'll hold them myself."
"Do you like them that much?"
"Of course, flowers are such beautiful things, just looking at them makes me happy and lifts my spirits."
On the way back, Grace remembered the coffee shop and asked again, "You haven't told me, why did the owner let you make the coffee?"
Quentin smiled and calmly answered.
"Because I bought the shop."
"What?" Grace thought she had misheard, completely stunned, "Say that again?"
"I agreed to invest in the shop, expand its scale, open more stores, and let more people know and love the coffee, fulfilling his dream."
"As for my condition, it's simple: always keep a special cup of coffee for you, so you can have it whenever you want."
Grace's eyes felt hot, her nose tingled, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.
Her heart was completely wrapped in emotion.
"Quentin." Finally, she put down the flowers, hugged him tightly, and threw herself into his arms, deeply moved. "When did you become so silly?"
"I just wanted a cup of coffee, and you bought the shop without any evaluation. What if it loses money?"
A sexy laugh escaped his throat. Quentin rubbed her head, "Silly, don't you trust my judgment?"
"I do, but what if? I don't want you to pay such a big price for a cup of coffee."
Quentin looked at her deeply, speaking seriously and firmly. "Grace, you don't need to feel any pressure; I did all this willingly."
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