Night. Finnley's apartment.

After a shower, Mya heated two glasses of milk and took one to the study.

She put it next to Finnley's right hand. “Don’t stay up too late. It's as harmful as committing suicide. You are not the company owner. Why do you work so hard?”

Finnley was reading about the mining progress in South Africa. When he looked up, he saw Mya turn away.

“What kind of thought is it? Irresponsible!” his inner voice retorted. Finnley picked up the milk, took a few sips, and turned off his laptop. Then he went to the living room.

Mya had entered the bedroom and locked the door from the inside as usual.

Finnley put down the empty glass. By accident, he saw long hair next to the coffee table.

After a few seconds, he bent over, picked it up, and put it into the garbage can.

Then he washed his hands and lay on the couch as usual.

Five o'clock, early morning.

In the apartment's only bedroom, Mya suddenly tightened her grip on the quilt. The next second, she snapped open her eyes.

Her breath almost stopped.

dream about Finnley. In the dream, she married him, and she was so shocked

Then she realized she was in Finnley’s bedroom, a chill rising

her dream looked

wedding dress. Her father put her hand on Finnley’s palm. While their families and friends were applauding for blessing,

the melody of the Wedding March, she

if it had happened in

dream. “No, no, no. Dreams are always opposite to real life,”

crush on Finnley, nor did he like her. She could tell he

baffled her, making her

the light, lay down,

Morning.

early. After straightening herself up, she put on a celeste suit jacket

Today was the first day she joined the R-Alan Group officially, so she wanted to entirely emanate her powerful aura. Then she would quickly

she pulled up to the company's entrance, Leslie's two trustworthy subordinates were

open and greeted her, “Good morning, Ms. Collins. Mr. Eastwood let

time Catherine was

closed the door and walked toward the glass door of the

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