"Don't you think that calling me by my last name sounds a bit too formal?” Kayla remarked.

Marshall thought about it for a moment, appearing somewhat unsure.

Kayla smiled and added, "How about you start calling me by my first name?"

After a brief hesitation, Marshall nodded and said, "Alright, Kayla.”

Kayla was feeling butterflies in her stomach when she heard his deep and articulate voice. ‘I really need to find a boyfriend soon. Otherwise, I might fall for him with all this banter,’ she thought.

Following their meal, Marshall insisted on driving Kayla home. Given their agreement, Kayla didn't object. They were currently in Rivera's financial district, home to major corporations that attracted socialites and young elites.

As they prepared to leave, Kayla encountered a few familiar faces and exchanged brief greetings.

into the car did she realize Marshall's strategic choice for their dinner location. Regardless of her response, dining in this area would undoubtedly spark rumors. Gossip enthusiasts cared little about the purpose of their meeting; they only

the time the news spread, Kayla and Marshall would become linked in the eyes of the public, whether or

of the potential consequences. However, she adjusted her clothes and refrained

Plaza, Kayla spotted two familiar

carrying a purse, urging someone behind her. Undoubtedly, the

face wasn't entirely visible, Kayla recognized her

and Kayla glanced at Marshall.Focused on the road, Marshall seemed oblivious to the couple. His tightened grip on the steering wheel hinted at

and chose to remain silent. They

in surprise after seeing Marshall drop off

not a word asked, “Did Marshall take

Kayla's eyelid twitched.

worried for his daughter. "The Moore family isn't the best choice. I've encountered Frederick Moore twice. He's arrogant, condescending, always looking down on people. If we weren't living in modern times, I'd think he'd make me kneel before

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