"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

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

very hungry. Mr. James, why don't

mean to take her back but

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

Stanford nodded.

quiet." The manager guided Stanford to

followed him in

please." The manager pulled

him, then sat

said as he sat

manager froze for a moment. He used to come with his wife and order those same dishes every time because his wife loved them. Now, this was a strange woman and he

looked up and glanced

prepare it. You

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

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

gotten used to it. He didn't know if he liked it or if he was used to

slightly while her

The sun was slanting in through the window and enveloping her body in a hazy haze. He

fingers, "You look

at him and couldn't help

misheard, "I look

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

find when

face was

you look alike, but you make people feel alike."

mind what he meant. Was he testing her,

do you mean by

warm." His eyes softened at the mention of her. And that softness disappeared again when his gaze fell on Simona,

at the corner of her shirt under the table.

him without reservation, all he

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

hate

occurred to Stanford that if she were still alive, what

she have

Hate?

just didn't think that word

have killed him myself if I could." As she spoke, she

met her eyes and froze

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