"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.

location. Regardless of her response, dining in this area would undoubtedly spark rumors. Gossip enthusiasts cared

the news spread, Kayla and Marshall would become linked in the eyes of the public, whether or not there was any real connection

potential consequences. However, she adjusted her clothes and refrained from

Briller Plaza, Kayla spotted

someone behind her. Undoubtedly, the individual weighed down by numerous bags of

face wasn't entirely visible,

steps, exchanged words with Keegan, and resumed walking. The car waited at a traffic light, and Kayla glanced at Marshall.Focused on the road, Marshall seemed oblivious to the couple. His tightened grip on

him and chose to remain silent. They resumed

surprise after seeing Marshall drop off his

about something, but not a word asked, “Did Marshall take

Kayla's eyelid twitched.

"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,

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