Chapter 73

Nancy eyed the elegantly dressed man seated at the head of the table, her expression astonished. Not just her and even Baldrick was shocked, having not expected to run into Nancy there.

Equally surprised, Lenard couldn't help but ask, "Lena, you know Mr. Sandro?"

Nancy raised an eyebrow, about to nod, when Baldrick interrupted. "Know her? Nancy and I hail from the same alma mater. I was her senior." Excitement was barely containable in Baldrick's eyes as he

continued, "Nancy, or should I say, the great designer Lena, I never expected it to be you. How should I address you now?"

Listening to Baldrick's teasing, a smile began to form on Nancy's lips. "Whatever you prefer."

Baldrick's smile deepened. "Then, as usual, Nancy."

With that, he stood, being the gentleman he was, and pulled out a chair for Nancy. "Please, take a seat, Nancy."

refuse and took

promptly sat beside her, oblivious to the third person in the room,

because Nancy is your junior, it doesn't mean you can

to their first dinner invite with the Sandro Group, which got shot down with a quick "no time," and then being totally ignored

can't help but drop the cool act before Nancy." Lenard sneered, "So, it's only me that you can act cool toward,

Nancy. "Nancy, I never imagined you'd make such

off, glancing at Lenard, then swallowed the rest of his words. "Perhaps it's for the best. At least you've cut ties with

expression turned complex at Baldrick's words, memories of Cyrus and Hayley resurfacing before she softly nodded. "Yes,

had made up your mind," Baldrick said, a tinge of regret in his voice. "But that's the Nancy

the

Nancy had moved on from Cyrus and even went so far as to wipe away her old

in the past now. It

mean Nancy had moved on

"Mr. Sandro, we're here to discuss a project with

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