"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.

It had been over a year, and she

around Sydney's eyes,

though his real question was why she had been crying. Sydney thought he was referring to her car and

"Is that so?"

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

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

approached her car, and began inspecting it to determine the issue After several unsuccessful attempts

Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered as the wind blew, feeling the

car might take a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the door already open, she accepted and took a seat inside, closing the door behind her. "Thank you, Mr.

car was warm, with a faint, pleasant scent of perfume-clearly

noticed the traces

and took out a clean white handkerchief from his

tears at

gaze remained

hickey on her neck, liEach of these questions pierced Sydney's heart like sharp thorns. She didn't know how to explain these

deserved. Not to mention, he had a father

truly pitiful; both of her

affair with another woman. Numerous times, she had contemplated 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 deceived and decided to return to his family, seeking

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 agreed

ten years of suffering? Healing wasn't as simple as solving a math problem. It wasn't a matter of stepping

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