The New Secretary

One could interpret the sentence in two ways.

One, Ronan was politely telling Lillian to leave because he was preparing to rest for the night.

Two, Ronan was inviting Lillian to join him for the night.

Whichever way Lillian decided to interpret it, Ronan was sure that Lillian would either politely excuse herself or be so disgusted with him that she left right away. He forgot that Lillian Woodland was unlike any other blind dates that he met before.

The Alpha's daughter flashed Ronan a bright smile and pointed to Ronan's left side. There was a suitcase standing at the corner of the room.

"..."

"I have taken some liberty to go shopping for some clothes for Mr. Silverback. I hope they suit your taste."

Ronan rubbed his face and sighed before he shot Lillian an uncomfortable look.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?" Lillian asked sweetly. "Did I do anything wrong?"

Ronan raised an eyebrow at Lillian. She was too smart to play dumb and both of them knew that.