"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?

was in a bit of a

Not seeing her get out, he

hungry. Mr. James, why don't you take me back

down." Stanford didn't mean to take her

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

Stanford nodded.

quiet." The manager guided Stanford to

followed him in with downcast

The manager pulled

thanked him, then

as usual," Stanford said as he sat

He used to come with his wife and order those same dishes every time because his wife loved them. Now, this

looked up and glanced at the manager, "Mr.

I'm just going to have the chef prepare it. You wait a moment."

arrange for the chef to prepare while Amanda took a sip of the plain

was only after he had finished that he realized that this was not the restaurant he liked,

to it. He didn't know if he liked

lowered her eyes slightly

The sun was slanting in through the window

fingers, "You look

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

misheard, "I look like your

reach up and touch her face. She was

couldn't find when she had

face was growing

alike, but you make people feel alike." Stanford looked at her and said, "It's not really the

Was he testing her, or

do you mean by that?"

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 Simona, "You're more sombre and

her

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

have once been like your ex-wife, unreserved and true to the person I liked. But my ex-boyfriend cheated on me and left me bruised and battered, so I wouldn't dare smile like that again. I'm

hate

suddenly occurred to Stanford that if she were still alive, what would

she have

Hate?

just didn't think that word couldn't

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

eyes and froze

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