"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" the person outside asked.

Sydney replied, "I'm sorry, but the car won't start."

The person seemed to be the driver of the armored vehicle. Growing a bit impatient, he glanced at his leader's car and then said to Sydney, "Let me take a look. Hand me the keys."

Given that he was driving an armored vehicle, Sydney didn't question his authority. She grabbed her bag, stepped out of the car, and handed the keys to him.

At that moment, the window of the armored vehicle slowly rolled down.

"Luke, what's going on?" a deep, steady voice inquired.

Luke Parker quickly approached. "Mr. Jackson, the car suddenly won't start. I'm checking it out and will move it right away."

Christopher glanced at the car, then his gaze shifted to Sydney, recognizing her.

Sydney seemed to recognize him too, her surprise evident.

"President Harper, what a coincidence," Christopher said with a faint smile.

Sydney moved closer. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Jackson."

As the president of a bank, Sydney often attended high-profile events and mingled with influential figures. She had had the chance to meet Christopher once before and had exchanged a few words, but that was all.

People of Christopher's stature were not easily befriended. Even though Sydney was in a position to meet such people, it depended on whether Christopher was willing.

been over a year, and

of redness around Sydney's eyes, with visible

why she had been crying.

"Is that so?"

her car wouldn't start didn't seem like a reason for tears. It was clear that Christopher understood Sydney had either misunderstood him or

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

quickly said, "Mr. Jackson, I'll check her car and be

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

immediately took Sydney's keys, approached her car, and began inspecting it to determine the issue After several unsuccessful attempts to start the car,

and the crisp air was beginning to bite. Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered

on in. Your car might take a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the

of the car was warm, with a faint, pleasant scent

noticed the

and took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, offering it

it, and dabbed at the tears at the corners of

calm gaze remained on

heart like sharp thorns. She didn't know how to explain

he deserved. Not to mention,

was truly pitiful; both

divorce, but various reasons kept her from going through with it. Only when Wesley was left with nothing and the mistress had fled did Wesley realize he had been

stone. She insisted on a divorce, but Wesley clung to her stubbornly, refusing to let go and disrupting her peace. He even threatened to haunt her even after their separation. Eventually, Sydney grew weary. She

depth of his damage to his wife and children. He wanted to make amends, but how could one compensate for ten years of suffering? Healing wasn't as simple as solving a math problem. It wasn't a matter

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