It was Edwin and Naomi.

Edwin reached into his coat and pulled out a box of pastries.

Even from way across the street, Kay could almost see the steam rising from

them.

Years ago, Edwin used to do the same for her.

She'd still been in school back then, while Edwin was already working his way up

at a Garcia Group subsidiary.

Back in the day, Mr. Edwin was nothing like the timid man he'd become now.

If she ever craved something-pizza, donuts, you name it-one call, and after

class, there he'd be at the school gates, holding exactly what she wanted.

But now...

Naomi was looking at him the way a high schooler might look at a rock star.

Kay couldn't hear her, but from the way Naomi's lips moved, she was clearly

calling him "babe."

Ha, as if someone like her could pull that off.

Edwin said something, took Naomi's hand, and the two of them walked off

together, carefree and oblivious.

Kay took a deep breath, turning to Tristan with a wry smile in her eyes.

"If the right person never shows up, being single doesn't seem so bad."

"Didn't realize you were the sentimental type," Tristan replied, always quick on the

uptake.

just smiled, her thoughts elsewhere. "Right now, I just want

was her mother's

down. It's

"What is it?"

Sylvia's making a

the drama she's had with Mr. Rupert before, and now there's this whole

supposed to trust the

was troubled, obviously

the mention of Sylvia-he couldn't

the Garcias was a big deal;

could hurt both families.

through Kay's act-she

he knew her game.

bother with small talk, just cut to the chase: "So what

should do?"

admit,

gave a small

kid anymore. Sure,

designer, but

just wants to marry

everyone else

better if

decent and

a proper

his hands behind his back, giving Kay

could already guess where she was

say it outright, but

it over, her

in name, but she wasn't actually a

to

read her mind, and couldn't help

back then, none of this

and Sylvia never would've

Tristan's patience

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