Just as Olivia was about to pull away, the man's fingertips lightly brushed against her cheek, rubbing against her beauty mark.

She was stunned.

What was he doing?

But the moment Alexander realized that it wasn't drawn on, his expression darkened with disappointment.

He quickly withdrew, leaning back in his chair.

Then, in a distant tone, he said—

"Miss Westwood, I'm sorry, but I can't agree to your ...