“Wait! Can't I have a try?” Mya yelled t his receding figure. However, he pressed the button and entered the elevator.

After he vanished, Mya closed the door and returned to the dining table.

In the noodle bowl, she saw her favorite cilantro.

Mya picked up a fork and sat down, wondering why he knew she liked cilantro.

Besides, she didn’t see any green onion this time, which confirmed that Finnley was reliable and considerate.

Mya finished the noodles and the soup.

It was delicious, and she had never had it in any restaurant. The noodle bowl was supposed to be the best one she had eaten in her life.

After breakfast, Mya picked up her bag and went out, planning to buy some outfits.

Finnley didn’t go to work until noon.

In the president's office, he reported to Ivan, “Mr. Marsh, Leslie Eastwood has sent his men to look for Catherine. So far, they haven't found her yet.”

wondering about this point for a while. “The penalty must be a lot of money. I know him.” “According to my investigation, the contract was invalid,” Finnley

asked, “Really?

the erasable ink,” Finnley guessed, “Catherine has annoyed Leslie Eastwood this time. I heard he was furious as he had been fooled by a woman.”

sit and watch without doing anything,” Ivan said. “Send your men to continue tracking her. Watch Leslie Eastwood and his

Marsh.” Finnley had already

Linda was watering the green plants after finishing her

floor. Her mood worsened whenever she thought there was a girl in Finnley's

for her to have a crush on a man or fall for a

she would regret

wondered if she should be brave as

and

Ivan said, “I have an idea, but I need you to

"Yes, Mr. Marsh?”

While van spoke, his eyes lit up. “The

taken aback. He had

“Mr. Marsh, I don't know much about Mr. Lawrence. What kind of style does he like? Shall we put in new ideas

those questions earlier and discussed them with

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