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    Later, she had watched others experience love and devotion, yearning for a partner who would truly cherish her. Yet, she had been let down time and time again.


    Just when she had epted that she could only rely on herself, An stepped into her life. No matter the situation, he always seemed to be there, standing up for her when she needed it most.


    An’s voice rang out, firm and unwavering. “Mrs. Clifford, I talk to you nicely not out of respect, but because I was raised better than you. Unlike you, I don’t rely on public coercion or emotional maniption. Today, you’ve disrupted mypany’s operations and wasted my employee’s time. Every piece of evidence has been documented, and mywyer is already handling the case. Expect a legal notice soon.”


    The weight of his words sent the crowd scattering. Panic shed across Leona’s face. She knew she had no defense—not for today, nor for anything she had done before.


    “As for your public defamation of Rachel Marsh, that will be addressed legally as well.”


    With that, he ended the discussion. He gave no room for argument as the security team led her away.


    Turning to Rachel, he said gently, “Let me take you home.” His gaze softened as he looked at her.


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    Rachel smiled, appreciating his kindness. “Thank you.”


    “If something like this happens again, don’t keep it from me. Trust me. I’ll handle it. You don’t have to face it alone.” An’s words always had a way of easing her worries, making it nearly impossible to refuse his help.


    As the driver navigated through the heavy traffic near Rachel’s apartmentplex, she nced outside and made a quick decision. “It’s not a big deal. My ce isn’t far from here, so I’ll just walk back.” Without hesitation, she opened the door and stepped out, only to find An following suit. “I’ll walk you back,” he said casually.


    Rachel shook her head. “You really don’t have to. It’s just a ten-minute walk. I can handle it.”


    An chuckled. “Consider it an excuse for me to stretch my legs. I’ve been stuck in an office chair all day.”


    Rachel couldn’t help but smile. “Alright then.”


    They fell into an easy conversation as they strolled through the quiet streets.


    Before she knew it, they had already arrived at the apartmentplex. Seeing how An had taken the time to walk her back, especially at this hour, Rachel hesitated for a moment before offering, “I’m not exactly a great cook, but I’ve got some ingredients at home. I could whip up some spaghetti. Want to join me?”


    An’s lips curled into a warm smile. “That sounds great.”


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