"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?

in a bit of

get out, he opened the back door for her, "Miss

not very hungry. Mr. James, why don't

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

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

Stanford nodded.

over here and it's quiet." The manager guided Stanford to a window seat

him in with downcast

lady, please." The manager pulled the chair

him, then sat

Stanford said as

and order those same dishes every time because his wife loved them. Now, this was a

looked up and glanced at the manager,

You wait a moment." The manager hurriedly said

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

finished that he realized that this was not

it. He didn't know if he liked it or if

her eyes slightly

leaned back and looked at her. The sun was slanting in through the window and enveloping her body in

fingers,

couldn't

had misheard, "I

her face. She was afraid that even her parents wouldn't recognize her, yet

it, she couldn't find when she had

was

alike." Stanford looked at her and

meant. Was he

do you mean by that?" She

make me feel warm." His eyes softened at the mention of

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

him without reservation, all he

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

hate

that if she were still alive,

have hated

Hate?

that word couldn't explain how

I could."

her eyes and froze

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