Thorne was buried in his work, barely acknowledging Moran's presence. After

sitting there for a while and growing bored, Moran finally blurted out, "Forget it. I'll just go find Granger."

Without looking up, Thorne responded dryly, "And you think Granger has time for you?"

Moran fell silent.

As Thorne had predicted, when Moran arrived at The Harden Group, Granger was

indeed busy.

Seeing that he was being ignored yet again, Moran couldn't help but say, "You must have time to grab lunch together, at least?”

Without pausing as he flipped through a stack of documents, Granger replied, “I have a lunch date. My mother set me up."

Moran was speechless.

Still, the topic piqued his curiosity. "Your mother's still setting you up on blind dates? What about the woman from the other day? Rumor has it that after meeting you, she's been pursuing you relentlessly. Has she given up yet?"

Before Granger could answer, his assistant knocked and entered, holding a bouquet of flowers. She hesitated before saying, "Mr. Harden, these are from that lady who visited before. I couldn't convince her to stop sending them, and I didn't want to give the courier a hard time..."

do whatever you

"Yes, sir."

Moran raised an eyebrow and grinned. "No news for a couple of days—I thought she'd finally

it all-looks, education, family background, personality. What exactly don't you like

"You're only just

word and

serious!" Moran protested. "I've met Miss Yarrow-she's genuinely impressive. You really don't feel

concerns make sense. If Miss

thud. "Say another

Moran shut up.

to push his luck, Moran stood up. "So, no funch.

"Not tonight."

not actually

a beat, Granger replied, "I have to

that

finish up

Stewart

Since it sounded

work, Moran didn't press further and left, still bored out

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