Just as Clara Grant was about to push him away, Seth Quinn released her. His voice was slightly hoarse as he spoke, "You really like this perfume, don't you? You wear it every day!"
His voice was already pleasant, and now with its slight hoarseness, it was even more bewitching. Clara Grant was so caught up in its beautiful tone that she didn't quite hear what he said and asked blankly, "What?"
Seeing her adorable, dazed expression, Seth Quinn's thin lips curved up for the nth time. But he changed the subject. "This kiss is our engagement token. You accepted it, which means we're engaged. No backing out!"
'What engagement token? What does he mean, we're engaged? This is all just his wishful thinking! I never even agreed!'
'I can't believe it. The great CEO of Aegis is actually forcing a marriage! And he's forcing it on *me*, of all people—someone he's always looked down on with contempt!'
'I'll never understand the world of the rich!'
