"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.

that meeting, they hadn't crossed paths again. It had been over a year, and she was surprised to

redness around Sydney's eyes, with visible traces of

was why she had been crying. Sydney

"Is that so?"

car wouldn't start didn't seem like a reason for tears. It was clear that Christopher understood

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

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

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

several unsuccessful attempts to start the car, he got

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

on in. Your car might take a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the door already open, she accepted and took a seat inside,

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

the traces

from his pocket, offering

it, and dabbed at the tears at the corners of her eyes. "Thank

gaze remained

on her neck, liEach of these questions pierced Sydney's heart like sharp thorns. She

to mention, he had a father who didn't care about him at

truly pitiful; both of her

going through with it. Only when Wesley was left

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

the 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

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