Seeing Eliana like this, Dylan was stunned in place.

"Why... why are you dressed like this?"

"Am I not looking good? Or perhaps, darling, you don't like it?" She repeated "darling" with a sweet tone, completely different from the Eliana who had clashed with him the day before.

Dylan didn't know what to say. It was undeniably attractive; Eliana looked stunning right now, the kind of beauty that held your gaze and wouldn't let go.

"I'm feeling a bit dizzy. Could you ask Zoey to make me a bowl of hangover soup?" For some reason, the ruthless tyrant from before seemed unsure of himself at this moment.

He hadn't drunk...