"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.

again. It had been over a year, and she was surprised to find that Christopher still

a hint of redness around Sydney's eyes, with visible

was why she had been crying. Sydney thought he was referring to her car and said,

"Is that so?"

didn't seem like a reason for tears. It was

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

check her

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

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

was beginning to bite. Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered as the wind blew, feeling

a sudden clang, the car door opened. Christopher shifted position and settled into the seat beside her. "Come on in. Your car might take a while."

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

noticed the traces

and took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, offering it to her. He said nothing, simply holding out

and dabbed at the tears

calm gaze remained

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

Theodore lost the motherly care he deserved. Not to mention, he had a father who didn't care about

truly pitiful; both of her

going through with it. Only when Wesley was left with nothing and the mistress had fled did

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,

ten years of suffering? Healing wasn't as simple

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