"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 of a

Not seeing her get

"I'm not very hungry. Mr. James, why don't you take me

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

walked ahead. He was a regular customer, so as soon as he came in,

Stanford nodded.

The manager guided Stanford to a window seat in

followed him in with downcast

The manager pulled

him, then sat

said as he

and order those same dishes every time because his wife

up and glanced at the

prepare it. You wait a moment." The manager

for the chef to prepare while Amanda took a sip of the plain water on the table

said without thinking. However, it was only after he had finished that he realized that this

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

lowered her eyes slightly while her

likes it." Stanford leaned back and looked at her. The sun was slanting in through the

squeezed his fingers,

looked up at him and couldn't help but frown. What had

had misheard, "I look like

help but reach up and touch her face. She was afraid that even her

couldn't find when she had exposed

face was growing

look alike, but you make people feel alike." Stanford looked at

Was he testing her, or was he simply guessing based on

mean by that?"

loves to smile, and when she smiles at me, her arched eyebrows always make me feel warm." His eyes softened at the mention of her. And that softness disappeared again when his gaze fell on

at the corner of her

when she'd smiled at him without reservation, all he could think about was how to

I wouldn't dare smile like that again. I'm afraid of

you hate your

if she

have

Hate?

word couldn't explain how

killed him myself if I could." As

froze for a moment,

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