Lauren seemed to sense something and smiledfortingly. "Ms. Stevens, let the past stay in the past! You canpletely start over now. You''re very capable, and with your family by your side, I believe that with effort, you can still build a good life!"


    Christina forced a smile. "I''ll do my best to live up to your kind words, Ms. Rhodes, and I''ll definitely work hard!"


    Meanwhile, Andrew left the fast-food restaurant and got into his Ferrari, heading toward a coffee shop.


    Yara, dressed in a stunning red dress, was already waiting for him with graceful elegance.


    "Andrew, I ordered you a cappino," she said sweetly as he approached, her smile soft and flirty. "Do you know the meaning behind that drink? It''s said to symbolize two people in love going on a date."


    Andrew sat down and waved dismissively. "Cut the nonsense. You said you had important info about Quinton. What is it?"


    Yara pouted. "Jumping straight to business-how boring!"


    Andrew let out a shortugh. "Ms. Wright, I don''t think we''re close enough to be flirting like this."


    This woman used to be bitter and deadly serious, especially with how Quinton mistreated her. She even went as far as using her own nudes as leverage— ruthless did not begin to cover it.


    Buttely, she had been acting like some yful, lovestruck girl-always finding excuses to tease him.


    Andrew was starting to wonder if she was just going through a phase or had fallen for him.


    Yara spoke matter-of-factly. "Andrew, you''ve already grabbed my chest. We might not have a title, but we''ve definitely crossed a few lines. So if I want to act a little sweet with you, what''s the harm?"


    Andrew snorted coldly. "Ms. Wright, don''t forget your ce! I''m sworn brothers with your father. Your big brother Quinton is my godson! So technically, you should treat me as such too. Youing on to me like this? Completely inappropriate."


    Yara''s cheeks flu


    flushed red as she bit her cherry lips. "Fine, then you''ll also be my godfather. But don''t you know that half of these ''godfather'' titles are just sugar-daddy cover-ups? Andrew, do you have a kink for that too?"


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    Andrew felt a chill run down his spine. "You''ve gotta be kidding me."


    Yara giggled and looked smug. "Of course not. But how about this-I''ll call you ''daddy'' in private, okay? Just take me to a hotel, make me yours, and I''ll be all yours from then on."


    Her voice dripped with temptation, her eyes shimmering with heat-Andrew could tell she was not just ying around.


    "Ms. Wright, we started off as business partners, and I thought we were slowly bing friends," Andrew said, his tone sharp. "But if this is where your mind''s going, then sorry-I''m not interested."


    Yara sighed in defeat and slumped back. "Fine, I knew you wouldn''t take the bait! But my feelings won''t change. As long as you''re willing, I''m ready to give myself to you!"


    Her voice got quieter toward the end, her tone softening. Despite her boldness, she was still a well-breddy at heart, not quite used to being so forward.


    Andrew rubbed his temples. "I don''t get it. Why ruin a perfectly good working rtionship? Isn''t our current way of getting along much better?"


    Yara scoffed and clenched her teeth. "Women always want more. Haven''t you figured that out? Andrew, if you want to me someone, me yourself for being too damn


    attractive. Even if you helped me win the position of head of the Wright family, at the end of the day, I''m still


    a woman, and women need


    someone strong to lean on.


    "And you, Andrew, are the most ideal man I''ve ever met. Plus, I wouldn''t mind undressing and sharing a bed with you..."