Life at The Top novel Chapter 803

Jasper felt a ripple of emotion in his heart as he looked at Celine who stood by the roof railing of the Empire State Building and listened to her speak.

He walked over to stand beside Celine by the railing.

Feeling the chilly and raging winds 400 meters up in the sky, his surroundings were dimly lit this evening and Jasper felt as if the entire New York City was beneath his feet.

The neon lights in this immense city spread from under his feet and stretched all the way to the horizon beyond what he could see. The city bustled with liveliness.

No one could tell for sure how many separations and reunions the city, populated by millions, went through each day.

Or what went on in the families behind every lit window.

As one of the busiest cities in the world, New York was indeed heaven for the powerful and the rich.

“One day, I’m sure,” Jasper murmured to himself as he stared at the night sky, now brightened by the city lights.

Beside him, Celine turned to focus her gaze on Jasper’s side profile, completely besotted.

She loved these moments of Jasper.

Unlike how gentle and reserved he normally was, the man’s aura was now tinted with dominance and fame. It was as though Jasper was in his true form at this very moment. He was a man waiting for the right timing to stun the world.

Celine personally believed that men should not be too humble or keep too low a profile. A man was supposed to walk with an aura of dominance to him, and a man who could make her look twice had to be one with the strength to conquer the world.

Jasper fitted her requirements perfectly right now.

“For tonight, you’re the king,” Celine spoke softly.

“What did you say?”

Celine seemed to have loosened up as well, no longer complaining about being on a diet as she dug into the scrumptious dishes that filled the table.

Jasper drank the bottles of white wine while Celine drank the red. Under the strong cold winds on the rooftop of the Empire State Building, the two toasted and ate.

After finishing an entire bottle of white wine, Jasper began to feel a little tipsy.

Sitting on the single sofa, Jasper stared past the railing at the skyline, all the way to the horizon until he could not see anything anymore. Then only did he pull his gaze back.

“What are you looking at?” Celine looked at Jasper and asked, her cheeks slightly flushed after drinking one and a half bottles of red wine.

“Looking at whether New York City has an owner,” Jasper spoke.

“It does,” Celine replied with certainty.