Chapter 484 Billionaire's Lies

• “You’re deflecting.” Eliana sipped her cappuccino, her tone smooth. “You can admit it to me. You’ve never looked at Saben and wondered, even for a second, what it would be like?”
• Clarisse's lips parted, then closed again in a flash. She laughed once more. "You're relentless. Okay. He's handsome. I'll say it. He has the whole tall-dark-and-brooding thing figured out better than any leading man on the screen. But feelings? No. Saben's the kind you admire from a distance. Like a piece of art in a museum. Breathtaking, but if you touch it, alarms sound.
• Eliana smiled at the analogy. "Not wrong." She leaned forward slightly, speaking quietly. "But Jenny White touched the painting. Or, rather… Saben allowed her to."