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    He was holding off, hoping to give her the grand wedding she deserved once she waspletely healed.


    But Rachel knew the harsh reality. Cancer didn’t wait for anyone. Miracles didn’te easily. Even if fate showed Myrna some mercy, it would only buy her a little more time.


    Considering her condition, the odds of recovery were heartbreakingly slim.


    Rachel had mentioned it because she didn’t want them to live with regret.


    She worried that once Myrna was gone, Huey would look back and regret not taking that one meaningful photo together. The thought of that kind of regret was unbearable.


    The day Rachel left the hospital, she received a call from the HR manager.


    “Rachel, I checked the résumé. He made it to the interview stage, but I’ll be honest—thepetition is tough. The other candidates are highly qualified, so it won’t be easy for him to stand out.”


    Rachel went straight to the point. “Who has the final say?”


    “That would be the vice president, Charlie Garza.”


    “Okay, can you set up a meeting for me? I want to invite him to dinner.”


    “Sure, I’ll update you once I get a response.”


    “Thanks, I appreciate it.”


    Within thirty minutes, the HR manager had already sorted out Charlie’s schedule.


    Unfortunately, Charlie declined the invitation.


    Hearing this, Rachel sighed and rubbed her temples. “Figured as much. Is he in the office now? I’ll just go to him directly.”


    “Yes, he’s there.”


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    “Got it.”


    Preparing herself for the conversation, Rachel slipped into a sleek ck business suit and made her way over.


    The HR staff knew her well, and with the manager guiding her, Rachel quickly arrived at Charlie’s office door.


    “Come in!”


    Rachel stepped inside, her professional smile in ce. “Good afternoon. I’m Rachel Marsh from the design department.”


    “I’ve heard quite a bit about you.”


    As Charlie spoke, his eyes subtly lingered on her, taking in her ck suit with a slow, deliberate gaze.


    Rachel was well-prepared. She smoothly navigated through work-rted discussions, gradually steering the conversation toward the dinner invitation.


    “Well, since you’re asking so earnestly, I’d be happy to ept.”


    Rachel hadn’t expected him to agree so easily. She had braced herself for a tougher negotiation and had several backup arguments prepared. But things had gone much smoother than she anticipated.


    Leaving the office, Rachel shared the news with the HR manager, who was thrilled.


    “By the way, do you know what dishes Charlie likes or his preferred wine? If you do, I’ll make sure everything’s set in advance.”


    “Good thing you asked—I’ve got you covered.”


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