"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.

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

really had no

put aside those thoughts and drove the company

not home, and Lydia was at once disappointed and

with the paperwork, so the

hours later and everything was done, Lydia sighed in relief

about to return to the dealership,

and saw

exasperatedly, presuming that it was her father asking

spoke from the other end. "Hey, Lydia. Missed

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

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