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Kylian's POV

I wanted to show Yvonne off. It would be great publicity while getting the investors off our backs and shutting down the naysayers. Of course, there would still be some people who would print hateful crap, but at least the positive would far outweigh the negative.

When the limo parked in front of her building, she was already in the lobby. I had a feeling she didn’t want me in her place for one reason or another. That was fine. She could keep her little private domain for now.

“Are you ready?” I asked her, leading her with her hand on my arm to the limo.

“I hope so.”

“You look beautiful. That blue dress is going to photograph really well,” I told her, meaning every word.

She laughed. “I never thought I would be dressing for the media, but I guess there is a first time for everything. Where exactly are we going?”

“The Monarch Rooftop. I may have dropped a little hint we would be there enjoying some predinner drinks before a quiet dinner at my place,” I told her.

She grimace