Rebirth Swapped Bride: Married to a Ruthless Cursed billionaire Book2-Chapter 80: Lucas personally handed her a birthday gift

Chapter 80: Lucas personally handed her a birthday gift
Beauty wanted to say, "If he doesn’t bully me, then nobody can.", but she swallowed her words at the last moment, realizing she would be digging her own grave.
"No one’s bullying me; I was just upset from not catching a taxi."
Knowing that Lucas disliked Samuel, she dared not tell him she had a date with Samuel today.
She honestly thought he might strangle her if he flew into a rage.
Thinking of the cutting remarks Samuel had made to her put a bitter taste in her mouth, she gritted her teeth and lowered her head.
A flash of distress in her eyes.
Lucas turned to retrieve a purple box from a cabinet and handed it to her.
A cold voice sounded, "I didn’t get you a present for your birthday.
This necklace is a new product from our head company, which I personally participated in the design of.
It’s a limited edition, early release, and I get to choose who to give it to.
Let me know if you like it."
Beauty couldn’t help being taken aback in surprise.
Who even gives gifts like this?
After a spiel of the gift’s origin and explaining its incomparable value, he still asked her if she liked it!
Before, Lucas had gifted her countless times, though they were usually delivered by an assistant.
This was the first time he formally presented her a gift, and a full explanation of its significance included.
Beauty accepted the box from his hand, originally planning on placing the box in her bag and waiting until she got home to enjoy it in her small room.
That cool voice echoed again, "Open it and take a look, I want to see your reaction when you see this gift."
... Beauty’s little face blushes while her ears, disobedient, go red.
Even though his statement is quite simple, it makes her blush every time it comes from his mouth.
Especially after what happened between them.
Whenever she watches TV shows, she notices that men, after sharing a night with a woman, especially when it was the woman’s first time, always choose a thoughtful gift as a memento.
Could it be?
"Beauty, why is your face so hot?
Are you embarrassed? I never realized you could get shy."
Two razor-sharp gazes converge on Drake from four eyes.
This is the first time Beauty and Lucas have come together in common cause.
The air in the room becomes silent for a few seconds.
"Alright!
Just pretend that I didn’t say anything and carry on."
Realizing that he’s become the third wheel, Drake immediately brushes off his hands, turns to a nearby bookshelf, picks up a book about economics and management, and pretends to immerse himself in it.
Inside the box is a platinum, diamond-studded necklace.
The pendant is a strikingly vibrant red rose.
A small rose bud about to blossom, carved expertly that brings the rose to life in an instant.
The glittering diamonds on the rose petals, like a sparkling dewdrop, glimmers magnificently under the sunlight.
Many ancients loved using petals to describe a girl’s beauty, this rose necklace, when worn on Beauty’s graceful neck, added to her beauty, complementing each other perfectly.
"Did you design this?
It’s incredibly beautiful.
The petals look so realistic, it makes the skin look especially clean, soft, and this necklace will definitely be a hot seller!"
Beauty’s eyes, shaped like crescents, radiated with genuine happiness.
Underneath her glistening eyes, there was a tiny teardrop-shaped mole that appeared and disappeared subtly, which was truly captivating.
Her reaction was within the expectations of Lucas.
To be precise, her reaction was more enthusiastic than he expected.
Her eyes reflecting the bright sunlight were extraordinarily dazzling.
He couldn’t resist the sudden impulse to lean in, gently bestowing a cool kiss on the mole beneath her crescent-shaped eyes.
The chill of his thin lips made contact with her smooth skin, immediately creating a scorching contrast. "In the future, you should smile more.
You look much nicer when you smile than when you’re angry or losing your temper."
Just when she was ready to retaliate for him taking advantage of the situation, her wrist was firmly gripped by him.
Grinding her teeth, her eyes glared straight at him, "I should have known you’re a huge pervert.
I’m taking your gift, but don’t expect me to thank you!"
Beauty nearly bit her tongue.
Trying to deliver a kick at his leg, she found her action swiftly dodged by him, a wicked smile playing across his lips.
Fortunately, Drake was facing away from them.
He seemed to sense something peculiar in the air but managed to suppress his curiosity, opting not to examine what was going on.
For this reason, Drake did not notice Lucas’s stolen kiss.
"So Drake, why did you seek me out today?"
Only at this moment did Lucas switch his focus to Drake, who was pretending to read a book.
Ignoring Lucas deliberately, Drake didn’t even raise his eyelids once.
"Stop feigning ignorance, I know you’ve never liked these kinds of economic management books."
Lucas slightly smiles, swiftly avoiding the book in his hand.
His arm is slim, slender. His fingers, unbelievably handsome, perfect enough to model.
They were fair and well-maintained, with clear lines and prominent knuckles—probably the dream hands of every woman.
Yet they reside on this grown man.
Beauty stared at his long fingers while mockingly looking at him, her eyes moving around.
"Oh, I’m just delivering this contract at my dad’s request—it’s all about the project, otherwise he’d complain about me loafing around again."
Drake reclines against a bookshelf, grumbling and showing evident displeasure in his eyes.
Lucas puts down the book and strokes his chin.
His eyes flick up, "Some people can’t even inherit their family fortunes in such ideal conditions, yet you, an established young man, make becoming a director sound like a death sentence.
Drake, don’t you think you’re being immature?"
"I call this leisure and detachment.
My aspirations don’t lie here.
I can feel the world championship beckoning me; these projects and companies, being a CEO, that’s not what I want."
Drake sighs deeply and takes a sip of the drink on the desk.
A look of helplessness fills his face as he gazes out the floor-to-ceiling window.
It was only at this moment that Beauty truly began to understand this grown boy in front of her.
Turns out everyone has their reasons for despair and their dreams to fulfill.
Even a playboy who seems carefree all day long can have his own hidden grievances.
"But you still brought this project proposal here because the person in charge is Sarah.
You’ll need to coordinate all the advertisement related matters with her.
That’s why you came today, isn’t it, Drake?
It’s time to face your feelings."
Lucas’s tone was light, but it made Drake’s face change drastically.
Especially the last piece of advice, Beauty noticed his lips twitch slightly, revealing a faint bitter smile.