Chapter 99 " Hm ? " Kaneeta snapped back to herself , looking at him in shock . " Mr. Hartwell , was that you speaking just now ? " Those words really didn't sound like something Woodrow would say . " Is there anyone else here besides the two of us ? " Woodrow said , lowering his eyes to sip his tea . Kaneeta's fingertips unconsciously traced the rim of the celadon teacup . The warmth of the tea seeped through the thin porcelain , soothing her cool fingers , but it couldn't calm her suddenly frantic heartbeat . She looked at Woodrow's slightly furrowed brow . The usual cold indifference in his expression was softened by the warm yellow light , revealing a hint of grievance that was almost imperceptible . " Sorry , " Kaneeta said , a little guilty . " I was just thinking about work ." " " Ms. Drayton , " Woodrow gazed at her , " actually , when it's time to rest , you can really relax ." Chapter 99 Kaneeta was taken aback . She suddenly realized that even though it was clearly break time , she still couldn't help but think about work . Partly , it was her nature - she always took her responsibilities seriously ; but perhaps , it was also a habit she had developed over the past five years . Back when she was at the Kuntz Group , in order to help Edmund's career advance , she always had to pour a tremendous amount of energy into her work . Working overtime until the early hours was routine . When her stomach hurt so much she curled up in the office , Edmund would only have his assistant send over some stomach medicine or plain congee , along with a perfunctory word of concern . The door of the private room was knocked , and the waiters entered , placing the dishes they had ordered one by one on the table . The lead waiter respectfully said , " Please enjoy your meal . If you need anything , just ring the bell , " then left with the others . Woodrow ladled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Kaneeta . " Try this ." Chapter 99 Kaneeta scooped up a spoonful and tasted it . The warm broth slid down her throat , and even her heart felt a little warmer . It was raining outside , the sound of raindrops on the gray tiles becoming the background music in the private room . Woodrow then used the serving chopsticks to place a piece of steamed shad into Kaneeta's bowl . The fish bones had all been carefully removed , even the tiny soft ones . " Mr. Hartwell , you don't have to go to such trouble , " Kaneeta said . " I can do it myself . " " It's no trouble ," Woodrow replied naturally . " It's only right to care for one's fiancée . " Kaneeta's heart skipped a beat , and she instinctively tightened her grip on the spoon . Fiancée ? Indeed , the engagement between the two families had already been settled . Although the Hartwell and Drayton families had not officially announced it yet , calling her Woodrow's " fiancée " wasn't wrong . But she couldn't help feeling that those three words carried a subtle , lingering intimacy . Chapter 99 She couldn't quite say what she was feeling at that moment , but she was certain she didn't dislike it . " When will the engagement between our families be announced ? " Kaneeta asked . " Whenever you wish , " Woodrow said . " Me ? " Kaneeta was slightly startled . She had thought that such matters would have already been decided by both families . " Yes , everything will be according to your wishes , " Woodrow said gently . " You don't need to feel any pressure . Just follow your heart . " Kaneeta pressed her lips together . " Actually , Mr. Hartwell , you don't have to accommodate me like this . After all , this concerns both our families . " " Does Ms. Drayton think that an engagement is merely a family transaction ? " Kaneeta didn't know how to answer . All along , that was indeed what she had thought . 5 ! But now , looking into Woodrow's eyes , she suddenly couldn't say it . Chapter 99 The memories of her time spent with Woodrow replayed in her mind . She had considered that his constant care and protection was simply because of their engagement , but somehow , it never seemed quite that simple . She didn't answer , and Woodrow showed no displeasure at all ; his tone remained gentle . " Alright , don't daydream . Let's eat first . "