Kent leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable as he reached for his own glass of wine. He swirled the liquid slowly before taking a measured sip. When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, but there was a sharp edge to it that didn't go unnoticed.
"You should first tell me what exactly you want from me. Then we can talk about your offers." He said, his eyes narrowing as he set the glass down.
Lily's smile widened, and she leaned forward slightly, her eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and approval. "Straight to the point, I like that. Very well. I need you to act as my husband, at least for a while."
Kent, who already knew what she was going to ask, acted a little surprised. "Your husband?" he echoed, his tone skeptical. "And why would you need that?"