"Dad..."

Lydia did a double take but hung her head and sighed. "He's someone from a completely different world. He saved Gene Pearce and is a martial artist, while I'm just a car sales girl. I'm not the right girl for him."

"Hehe..." Aaron chuckled. "But you ran into each other by chance, twice. What is that if not fate? And if fate is on your side, you should at least give it a try... Whether it works is another thing entirely." "Okay," Lydia nodded at her father's words, before checking her watch. "I need to get back to work, dad. I'll be going to Mr. Lawrence's house to finalize the paperwork."

"Good. Run along now." Aaron smiled, adding, "And don't forget what I told you."

"Yeah." Lydia smiled in wry amusement, taking the note with Frank's address out of her briefcase.

Melancholy showed on her face-she would certainly like to get to know Frank better, but cruel reality made it clear that she did not deserve him.

that Lanecorp's chairwoman and the heiress of the Turnbulls were

no chance at

aside those thoughts and

just so happened that Frank was not home, and Lydia was at

so the formalities were fine even in Frank's

and everything was done, Lydia sighed in relief as the

she was about to return to the dealership,

picked it up and saw

exasperatedly, presuming that it was her

answer the call, the familiar voice of a younger man spoke from

"Yeah, it's me. Hehehe..."

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