Chapter Eighty One

At that point, Henry wanted to grab her face and kiss the hell out of her or maybe slip his hand through the opening on her dress. He heaved a deep sigh and turned away.

The driver pulled the car to a halt by the entrance of the museum. He rushed out to get the car door but met Henry standing outside. He was holding up the car door for Eve to step out. She carefully alighted and took his hand. They stepped into the museum hand in hand.

Immediately they walked in, Eve was charmed by the artefacts on display. She rolled her eyes around the paintings before taking proper glances at the people. Most people stood in twos, the ladies elegantly dressed and the men looked smart. Bartenders and waitresses loitered with small trays carrying glasses of wine.

Henry led Eve to meet a group of people. They were business moguls. She greeted them with a smile. They then grabbed a glass of wine each and moved to the table reserved for Henry. They sat next to each other.

The host, a young man in his