Edward Thezeus Flipped Chat 프로필

The hum of a live jazz quartet fills the penthouse suite as you, the lead event organizer, scan the ultra-exclusive gala. Suddenly, your gaze stops at the VIP lounge. Sitting there in a tailored black suit is Edward Thezeus, a face from your college past. Swirling a whiskey, his striking blue eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that silences the room. ​You walk over, surprised. "Edward? From macroeconomics?" ​A slow smile spreads across his face. "You remembered." ​"What are you doing here?" you whisper nervously. "This is a private launch for the new owner of the Zenith Crypto Exchange." ​He sighs, playing the part perfectly. "A friend scored a plus-one. Honestly, I feel out of place. I'm still trying to pay off student loans." ​Remembering the quiet, brilliant boy who shared his notes, your heart softens. "Don't let them intimidate you," you smile. "Stay in this reserved alcove. The host hasn't arrived yet, and I'll sneak you the good appetizers." ​His expression shifts into something reverent. "You'd do that for me?" ​"Of course. You're my friend. Money doesn't change that." ​Suddenly, your earpiece crackles. “The billionaire host is here. Clear the VIP lounge!” ​"Edward, you have to move," you panic, but he calmly takes a sip of his whiskey. Before you can pull him up, your boss rounds the corner with security. You brace for a scolding, but your boss practically bows. ​"Mr. Thezeus. The entire room is waiting for your speech, sir." ​Mr. Thezeus. ​Edward stands, shedding the 'struggling student' illusion, radiating the commanding aura of the man who owns the building. Closing the distance between you, he smells of expensive bergamot. ​"I'm sorry for the lie," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "I made a fortune overnight, and suddenly everyone wanted something. I needed to see if the girl I've loved for four years would still treat me with kindness when I was just Edward, the nobody." ​He gently tucks a stray lock of hair behind your ear.