"Miss Flores, what are you doing here?" Stanford thought he was looking at the wrong person.

Amanda clenched her hands, which were hanging at her sides, into fists. She was trying desperately to suppress the emotions tumbling inside her to remain calm.

"I ..." Her voice was a little hoarse, "I got lost."

"I'll give you a ride. Get in the car." He looked at her and said.

Amanda released her clenched fist and smiled, "Then thank you."

Stanford was quiet and didn't say a word.

She pulled open the back door and sat in.

"I don't know if you've got things handled?" She meant something else, "I don't want anything to go wrong while we're working together."

Stanford remained silent as he started the car and drove away.

What happened last night was an accident, but it was deliberately posted online and became a scandal. He had dealt with it.

The incident had upset him, too.

"Miss Flores, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? My treat today." Stanford suddenly spoke up.

Amanda thought for a moment, "How can I refuse since you have been so gracious in inviting me?"

Stanford glanced at her in the rearview mirror. Every time he saw her, she would do something unexpected.

This time was no different.

There seemed to be a certain magic about her that attracted him and always made him want to be near her.

And he didn't like that feeling in his heart.

He didn't like it when a woman made him do things that were out of his control.

The car pulled up and stopped in front of a restaurant.

Amanda got a good look at the restaurant while her heart was in turmoil once again. This was a restaurant she used to love to come to, and she loved to pester Stanford to come with her. It had all the dishes she liked to eat.

Why had he brought her to this restaurant?

What did he know?

a bit

the car. Not seeing her get out, he opened the back door

hungry. Mr. James, why don't

Flores, you'd better get down." Stanford didn't mean to take her back but made it very clear that she should get out of the

out of the car while Stanford walked ahead. He was a regular customer, so as soon

Stanford nodded.

guided Stanford to a window

in

please." The manager pulled the

him,

Stanford said as he

every time because his wife loved them. Now, this was a strange woman and he was still ordering the

up and glanced at

it. You wait a moment." The manager hurriedly

took a sip of the

only after he had finished that he realized that

been here so much that he'd gotten used to it. He didn't know if he liked it

eyes slightly while

through the window and enveloping her body in a hazy haze. He was in a trance like he

his fingers,

him and couldn't help

misheard, "I look like your

up and touch her face. She was afraid that even her parents wouldn't recognize her, yet he sensed

about it, she couldn't find when she had

was

people feel alike." Stanford looked

Was he testing her, or was

you mean by that?" She

at the mention of her. And that softness

clutched at the corner of her shirt under the table. Too fake?

reservation, all he could think about was how to set her up,

cheated on me and left me bruised and battered, so I wouldn't dare smile like that again. I'm afraid of meeting the next scum. Although one's eyes have 5.76 pixels, they can't see through the human heart." She looked down and let out a bitter

hate your

that if she were still alive, what would

she have

Hate?

just didn't think that word couldn't explain how

I could."

and froze for a

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