"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.

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

of redness around Sydney's eyes, with

been crying. Sydney thought he was referring to her car and

"Is that so?"

like a reason for tears. It was

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

I'll check her car and be right

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

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

a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the door already open, she accepted and took a seat

a faint,

noticed the

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

at the tears at the corners

gaze remained

like sharp thorns. She didn't know

care he deserved. Not to mention, he had

was truly pitiful; both

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

on a divorce, but Wesley clung to her stubbornly, refusing to let go and disrupting her peace. He

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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