When Bianca next set foot in the busy A City once more, five years had passed.

She had been away for almost two thousand days and nights. It was not a very long time, but it was not nothing either.

Back then, she had been pushed about mercilessly by destiny. She had been completely powerless!

Now, she just wanted to use her own strength to take control of her life with her own hands.

It was morning.

"Bea, over here-" Nina wound down her car window and waved at Bianca, who was walking out of her suburb.

Time had passed. Five years later, the two of them were no longer clueless girls of eighteen or nineteen.

Bianca and Jean had returned to the country together yesterday, and Nina had been the one to pick them up from the airport.

That night, Jean had taken Bianca back to the Langdons' place for dinner.

Mr. and Mrs. Langdon were more than happy with Bianca as their future daughter- in-law.

That morning, Jean had wanted to go to the interview at the company with Bianca, but something came up and he could not join her.

Bianca got into Nina's car and sat in the passenger's seat, wearing her seatbelt. 1

"Do you know what my mom said last night after you left with my brother?" Nina asked.

"What did she say?" Bianca was worried that Jean's parents would not like her.

"My mom said, 'Look at Bianca! She's fair and beautiful, gentle and sweet. Now look at you! Why are you two different? You lay about at home, you're rough like a man, and you swear like a sailor!" Nina could not help but touch her friend's soft face as she said that, clicking her tongue. "The air out there sure is good for your skin." 3

"As if! You've never left home before, so you don't know how tough it is." Bianca smacked her naughty hand away. "Focus on the road."

The two of them chatted on the way.

It was more than forty minutes past eight when they reached T Corporation.

"I hope my brother isn't late. The boss is a heartless tyrant, you know!" Nina muttered to herself as she lowered her head and hurried her brother on WeChat.

A heartless tyrant? Nina was making Bianca nervous now too.

Corporation again. She was hoping that she might find something that could help

found online was nothing more than baseless

was 2 9 years old this year, but no one knew if he was single or married. No members of the press had yet to

the Crawford name still held a little significance for Bianca.

fantasies from her past. By now, she had long

that there was a huge incident five years ago

legitimate heir that the outside world had acknowledged,

other hand, Old Master Crawford suddenly adopted another unknown

successfully took over the family business, eventually

to the

of the article was subtly hinting that Luke Crawford was, to put it bluntly, an illegitimate

looked at her

Corporation tower was so tall that it immediately intimidated

on the company's history before, and

want to embarrass himself in front of

was not allowed to fail this

were five executives on the interview panel. One of them was none

interview, one of the other interviewees glanced at Luke, trying to read

had somehow shifted to the surveillance camera screen. What was he

of

sorts of men and women looking for a job were waiting for their interview. By watching how they

and complicated as he stared at one

she was

had developed spectacularly well, be it in

to that time five years ago, when this woman moaned and cried out as he made

soon." Nina

her senses and kept away the phone

because so much time had passed, and that was meddling with her memories? When Bianca looked at a picture

He really did look a little like that upperclassman who played basketball

same

and walked up to Bianca, rubbing her hair fondly. "Sorry I'm

yet, anyway," Bianca said

guys. Have some pity for this single pringle and tone it

inevitable. Should you dig your eyes out before I marry Bianca and bring her home,

and Dad were more than happy with Bea last night. Once both

help but glance at Bianca next to him. Bianca was feeling a

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