My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0175

Chapter 0175

Maximus opened the email and read the girl’s response. Once again, he found himself surprised. Not only did she know who he was, but she was also confidently proposing to work for him. It seemed his reputation as a “cradle robber” hadn’t reached her ears–a relief, though her boldness made him skeptical. He didn’t know much about her: where she was from or who she was, but one thing was clear

she was genuinely interested in his company.

At the bottom of her email, he noticed she had signed with a name different from the one she’d initially given him. She had also included her phone number, a clear indication of her interest. The name struck him it was the same as his niece, the one he’d been searching for and who should be around the same age. The coincidence lingered in his mind. It was late, though, and he decided to call her the next morning. After finishing his drink, he headed to bed.

The next morning, Serenity woke up and eagerly checked her email. No response.

“Serenity, what are you thinking? He’s probably a busy man. Just wait. He’ll respond eventually,‘ she reassured herself.

She got up and went downstairs, where her Aunt Regina was already in the kitchen with breakfast ready

“Good morning, sweetheart! How’d you sleep?”

“Morning, Aunt Regina! Pretty well. I was just up late checking emails for my photography work.”

“Oh, I see. Well, I just got a call–I need to head into the office for an emergency. I waited for you to wake

know. Sorry I can’t

on her phone. “I was planning to visit them anyway to take some

work seriously. I thought you were here

a few shots already sold, so I just need to make sure I have time to finish them. Plus, I might

must be something special, seeing you this thrilled” Regina said, noticing the spark in

hopeful. If it doesn’t work out, that’s fine–there will be

stray too far

be fine. I’ll message

I trust

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dressed comfortably: jeans, a loose shirt, and sneakers. She packed her camera in her bag and set out to explore

gray eyes and smooth, warm complexion. Her dark hair and piercing gaze gave her an extraordinary allure. Thanks to Marcus and Mary’s upbringing, she

away from traveling alone. On the contrary, she relished it, despite her mother’s occasional protests. Valerie, haunted by her own experiences at that age, often grew

in Hesperia, but this was another country entirely, and she took extra precautions. While friendly, she remained guarded. Yet, strangely, she had felt an inexplicable sense of trust with

starting point of Spain’s roads. Just as she found it, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She paused,

“Serenity…”

I call you

Mr. Palmer. How are you?”