A young man got down from the driver's seat.

Shirley's heart tightened. She widened her eyes and asked, “Who is he? Why is he with Mya?”

Finnley and Mya walked into the lobby while chatting, looking intimate. “Should be her coworker.” Clarence was calm, gazing at the young man’s receding back. “I recalled. He is Ivan’s special assistant, Finnley Russell. I talked to him several times.”

“So what? Where did they go? What did they do? Mya was still holding her handbag. That means she hasn't been to her office yet. Did she get up so early to date this man?” Shirley felt shocked and worried, her heart in her mouth.

“Probably, he only gave her a ride. They might not be dating.” Clarence looked calmer. “Before learning the details, we cannot jump to the conclusion so fast.”

Shirley thought about it. “No... I must figure it out in secret.”

“Shall we go upstairs?”

“No,” she refused. “Let's go home.”

home before going to work.” Sᴇaʀᴄh

number. “Sweetheart, have you got up?”

my office. No worries. I'll go home

stay out another night. Your father and I

in confusion. Shirley continued, “We'll go to your aunt's this evening. You can come

problem,” Mya agreed without

the call with

do?” Clarence darted at

didn't stop her but disagreed with her, “Mya is a grownup. Let her be. She has the freedom to make friends.” “She's still young and inexperienced in life. I'm afraid she'll get hurt,” Shirley retorted,

They headed home.

happened in the

still hadn't finished the design

president's office, Leslie looked at Catherine unhappily. “Have you finished the design draft? Why did you come back so soon?” he asked, though he had already known the

draft is still

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