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Lydia instinctively wanted to decline, but Mrs. Ford seemed to anticipate her response. "It's been so long since we've seen each other," she said. "I still remember when you were just a little girl, and now look at you. You're not going to get distant with me, are you?"

With Mrs. Ford putting it that way, Lydia couldn't refuse without seeming ungrateful, so she reluctantly agreed.

After hanging up, she realized she hadn't asked if Eugene would be attending the charity gala, and a wave of regret washed over her. She wasn't eager to see him again. But now that she had accepted, calling back would feel too deliberate. Sighing, Lydia murmured to herself, "I guess it's better to just clear the air when I see him."

Meanwhile, at the Ford family's living room, Mrs. Ford set down the phone and looked over to the side. "I've made the call for you. The rest is up to you."

Next to her sat a man dressed in a dark gray outfit, his silver-framed glasses and casual clothing giving him an approachable look, yet his eyes were too sharp, too calculating. Even in something as simple as loungewear, there was an underlying air of danger about him. A faint smile tugged at his lips. "Little Lydia, we'll be seeing each other again soon, won't we?"

Lydia debated for a while whether or not to tell Quincy about Mrs. Ford's invitation. She didn't want to make him worry unnecessarily. But not telling him would feel suspicious. All her hesitations vanished, though, when she accidentally noticed a gold-embossed invitation on Quincy's desk.

to attend this charity gala

the "too" in her question. "You

me to go, and I agreed," Lydia admitted, watching his face closely

that encounter at the record shop, where Eugene

and he smiled. "If

ever like me? How can you stay so calm when someone's obviously interested in me?

posture that claimed dominance. Quincy had

forward too, matching her closeness, his voice lowering to a deep, seductive tone. "What if I told you I'm

his voice, sent a shiver down Lydia's spine. The sensation tickled her ears, and she wasn't sure if she had heard