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 that

the light, and looked around. Then she realized she was in Finnley’s bedroom, a chill

in her dream looked

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

the melody of the Wedding March, she saw everyone smiling at

scene was so actual, as if it had

no, no. Dreams are always opposite to real

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

her, making

turned off the light, lay down, and

Morning.

got up early. After straightening herself up, she put on

field. 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

pulled up to the company's entrance, Leslie's two

door of her car open and greeted her, “Good morning, Ms.

the first time Catherine was

the glass door of the entrance. “Did he want

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