Ms. Hayward was two years older than River. She was thirty-three and still unmarried-not because she lacked charm, but because work kept her busy and her standards were high. She hadn't been born into wealth. Everything she had, she earned herself.

She was too outstanding, and her success had only raised the bar for the kind of man she wanted.

"Why did you come out, Mr. York?" she asked, her eyes glowing as she looked at him.

She liked River.

They had worked together twice, and with each interaction, her admiration for him grew. Eventually, she fell for him.

"I was in there too long," River said. "Needed some fresh air and a break from the crowd."

Hayward smiled. "There's air conditioning inside-it's a lot more comfortable than the breeze out

the smile but

if I join

I just want some

was company. Especially

didn't want to waste this rare chance to be alone with him. "Mr. York, we're always so busy. Without business between us, we never even get to share a meal. Tonight, we crossed paths-it's fate. Please, just give me this moment. I just want

Hayward didn't bother hiding how she felt. "River, I like you. You know I do." She was a strong woman-bold enough to speak her heart without shame. River had already told her he didn't like older women. She had countered by saying they were only two years

I appreciate your feelings," River said gently. "But like I've told you before, I

truly loves you. But I'm not that

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