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“Sorry, I have plans on Saturday.”

Evan politely declined. Helen felt a pang of disappointment. It was a death sentence; she should understand that their earlier pleasant conversation was simply due to his good

manners. But the clearer she

more

was, the she didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

She put aside her restraint and said, “It’s okay, Mr. Jones. When are you free? I can adjust

my schedule. Can you at least give me a chance?”

Evan’s smile faded. He stated directly, “Miss White, you’re excellent, but we’re not suitable. I hope you enjoyed dinner.”

“I did enjoy it. I thought there’d be a next time; I like you.”

Helen didn’t hide her feelings.

“I’m sorry.”

“Can you tell me what you dislike about me? I think I’m pretty good.”

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“It’s not about you; it’s my personal reasons.”

He simply wasn’t interested. Helen felt wronged; it was really hard for her to meet someone she liked.“Can you tell me what kind of woman you like?”

How high were his standards?!

Evan seemed to remember something; a soft light appeared in his eyes.“Someone with a good appetite.”

“Ah?”

I had almost finished my food. I put down my phone and looked up, but they were gone. Where did they go?

I called the waiter to settle the bill. A man approached me before the waiter, smiling confidently. “Beautiful lady, may I have your name?”

“No.”

“May I…”

“No.”

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paid the bill, and continued checking my messages. The table was tapped twice. Thinking it was another attempt at flirting, I replied with my usual three–part response:“No. I’m not single. I’m lesbian.”

when are

low voice, laced with confusion. A second before he spoke, I hit send. I looked up

up his phone, opening the message I’d just sent him: Mr. Jones, since you’re

frowned.“Besides leaving work, do you have no other

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want to be a billionaire,” I feigned serious consideration.

even a dream.”

his head, he left. I grabbed my bag and followed. Exiting the restaurant, going downstairs, getting

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Miss White. Whether there

I didn’t

sometimes things just wouldn’t go my

way.

what do you think of Miss White?

came from behind.

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the boss’s unreasonable question never

plainly, “She’s beautiful and elegant, perfectly matched with you. From my observations, you both seemed quite

car plunged into dead

she said stepped on a landmine! She’s not just dancing on the boss’s red lines–she’s planting new explosives in

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he hadn’t spoken, and given the deadly

are just

It depends on

He remained silent.

Mr. Jones is literally asking to be emotionally flayed.

tense. Evan sat with arms crossed, his face carved from flawless

we reached the apartment. I braced myself, riding the elevator

up!

“Ding-”

sound. I quickly rushed out, “Mr. Jones, goodbye!”

the doors were closing, a hand emerged. The doors reopened. Evan came out,

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in my ear,“I’ve decided that I need

my breath quickening. The atmosphere grew intense; I felt overwhelming

have to

barely

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