The summer sun shone down over the hubbub of the city.


    nca walked down the bustling street. Nobody noticed her, and the tears in her eyes fell like pearls cut from a string.


    She didn’t know how many times she grazed her elbows.


    Finally, she sat limply down on a wooden chair outside a café.


    Are you dumb, nca Roach?


    She just had an arrangement with Matthew. It was an arranged marriage. What did his models not showing up have to do with her at all?


    “Is this seat taken?”


    Someone pulled up a chair in front of her. nca shook her head and didn’t notice who it was. She rubbed her eyes and told herself not to be so silly from now on.


    She let out a long breath and was about to leave when the person sitting opposite her suddenly spoke. “Is he picking on you, nca?”


    …it was Todd!


    Todd’s beard was a mess. He looked tired. nca frowned. She knew that she was past tense with Todd and didn’t want anything more to do with him. So she got up. “My business has got nothing to do with you.”


    “nca!”


    Todd sounded frantic. A small part of nca softened.


    Her shoulders shook slightly, and she still ended up turning around and looking at him. “Did you need anything?”


    “I was wrong, nca, I know it… Kylie seduced me, but I should have resisted. Can you just give me a chance?”


    Seeing her stop, Todd’s heart leapt, and he walked up trying to take her hand. nca dodged away. “We’re through, Todd, and I hope you don’te to disturb me again. Goodbye.”


    She didn’t think she’d meet Todd here of all ces. With a sour mood, nca turned and left.


    “You really aren’t going to give me a chance, nca?”


    “…”


    nca ignored him. Of course she wasn’t giving a second chance to a man who betrayed her in the past.


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    Seeing nca like this, Todd smashed his bottle on the ground!


    One day passed. nca still hadn’t returned.


    Inside the chairman’s office of the Empire Group Building, a stormy atmosphere lingered about the room. Curtis looked at his boss’s dark expression and probed, “Mr. Grant, the clothes are being held specifically now. This won’t happen again.”


    Back then, Matthew’s mother had bought the dress for a high price at an auction. She’d wanted to wear it at his birthday feast, but… she was gone before she could make it to that point.


    Matthew’s fingers drummed across the desk, his jaw set tight.


    Anyone who knew him could tell that he wasn’t happy.


    “So… the truth’se out. Mary Robinson did it. She stole the clothes and blended them into the samples for today. We’ve dismissed her from thepany.”


    Curtis exined.


    He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of fear for Mary.


    Did this woman have a brain? Poking the dragon’s eye like this!


    Night epassed thend and the staff slowly got off their shifts. Matthew looked outside. “She’s not back yet?”


    She?


    Curtis reacted instantly and wiped the sweat off his forehead. “The Ma’am hasn’te back since she left, Mr. Grant.”


    Was she angry?


    Matthew pinched his own fingers. He did lose hisposure in the afternoon, but was she throwing a tantrum?