Turning on her heels, she dashed back upstairs.

Shaking his head, Korbyn spoke to Mark, “She’s a bit spoiled.

Don’t take it to heart.

Mark looked towards the upper floor and smiled.

“She’s still young; it doesn’t matter.

The butler set the table with wine and dishes.

Korbyn had spent hours dining and talking with Mark, yet he still couldn’t fathom the reason for Mark’s unexpected visit…

Peter assisted Mark into the car when it was well past midnight.

the back seat, contemplating

the little girl seemed clearly upset with

of guilt and

her

rings, he

resided in

clear of romantic entanglements, especially with someone so

and his insistence to others that she was merely a junior, he couldn’t deny the

offer her love, yet he

letting the breeze sober

he feigned composure and remarked

women were drawn to

his family background, others captivated by his

their names even escaped

truly mattered

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