The man looked honest and his hands were full of calluses. The color of his clothes had faded and his motorcycle looked worn but he wore a shiny silver ring on his finger. One could know from a single look that he took very good care of it, seemingly a wedding ring.

Somehow, Frederick had a good feeling towards him, therefore he said, "It's fine, you may leave! Ride slower next time!"

If something happened, a family would be ruined.

"Aye, thank you, Sir!"

The man nodded and bowed. Then, he tinkered around his motorcycle, packed his things and left.

Danica tugged at his sleeves. "Frederick! You're really cold on the outside but kind on the inside. He almost crashed into you! You were still so polite to him! I'm getting mad!

"It's fine, we weren't hurt anyway. It wasn't easy for him either. Thanks for looking out for me, Danica."

He organized his thoughts. At this moment, his mood was completely different from earlier.

A woman he once loved had still cared about him when it counted. She protected him with her life. Although it was just a small act, it meant a lot to him.

"Why do you thank me like we're not close? What were you thinking about so deeply? You didn't even dodge such a huge motorcycle."

Frederick felt his heart squeeze. He was distracted, thinking about another heartless woman again. Smiling, his troubled heart had seemed to find its way.

"I was thinking about Chet. I skipped work early today. He would be making a scene in my office tomorrow!"

The innocent Chet, on the other side, was busy to the neck looking through documents while sneezing.

"Ha, two pieces of ice could really melt each other! Carson had used to say that Chet was like your shadow; you two were exactly the same." Danica laughed. As they talked and laughed, the air around them had changed too.

he started his car, he took out his phone and called his

me

she was met with danger, she no longer dared to accept any work that needed her to go outside. She could only accept online translation jobs. She was utterly exhausted with work every day, with

she was glum

even with the allowance Frederick had provided. She could not remember how long it

ask Victoria for help. She could not stop paying the medical fees at this time. Her

she received a bill from the hospital. Her father had a few additional full-body

help but take a deep breath. She would have to

and saw a comment below. It pushed her buttons. The comment read, "Baby, the warehouse's running empty again. You need to come over and

message from Marshall, she wanted to kick all his teeth off so that he could never

casually replied, "Why don't you eat till your stomach

the fire every time she was in a bad mood. Why would

the manager's voice

Thus, all of us will work overtime! Everyone better freshen up and buck up, you'll receive double pay. No latecomers

did they have to work overtime suddenly? She

have to work overtime again in

she lost the mood to

overtime on a Saturday and receiving foreign clients, their working hours had changed to nine in the morning until eight at night. The clients would arrive at

midnight, it had passed Alicia's bedtime. She had no choice but to take another sleeping

and went downstairs after washing up. She then felt that something was different as if someone was

turned to look at the bar. Sure enough,

was back? Did he

a bad feeling grew

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