"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

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

here, Miss Flores, you'd better get down." Stanford didn't mean to take her back but made

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

Stanford nodded.

room over here and it's quiet." The manager guided Stanford

him in with

lady, please." The manager pulled the chair for

thanked him, then sat

as usual," Stanford said

those same dishes every time because his wife loved

looked up and glanced

You wait a moment." The manager hurriedly said

chef to prepare while Amanda took a sip of the plain water on the table and asked,

had finished that he realized that this was not the restaurant

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

lowered her eyes slightly

slanting in through the window and enveloping her

his fingers, "You

and couldn't help but frown. What

she had misheard, "I look like

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

face was

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

he testing

do you mean

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

of her shirt under

him without reservation, all he could think about was how

But my ex-boyfriend 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

you hate

Stanford that if she were

have hated

Hate?

didn't think that word

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

her eyes and froze for

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