Sanford extricated himself from the woman’s grip on his clothes and proceeded to straighten his attire.

With a coy blink, Yana pulled down her collar, exposing more of herself. “Thank you for saving me.”

Sanford cast a sidelong glance at her, his departure as nonchalant as a passing breeze.

Seizing his hand, Yana clutched her chest, her voice wavering. “I…I’m unwell.”

Beneath his affable facade, Sanford harbored a fiery temper, his playboy exterior contrasting with his true nature.

Summoning his patience, he queried, “What ails you?”

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your bag be?” Sanford

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her move, Sanford intercepted a waiter striding

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requires assistance. Accompany

worsens, call an ambulance,” Sanford

waiter, now burdened with Yana, questioned, “Where is

expression darkened, her facade crumbling. She pushed him away

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