Chapter 1459:


    Andres’ reputation as a yboy was no secret. His interest in Sandra, if genuine, carried the risk of leaving her heart broken. Even the Harpers, despite their dislike for Sandra, would not stand for that.


    “Why don’t you call Sandra over?” Lilith said to Brenna, her voice tinged with concern.


    Brenna swiftly sent Sandra a message, gently urging her to join them. Sandra felt her phone hum, nced at the screen, and caught Brenna’s expectant look. Yet she had no inclination toply. Brenna’s earlier summons had already pulled her away from Tina, sparking irritation and harsh words about her. She didn’t want to offend someone who had extended a gesture of warmth toward her again.


    So she continued her exchange with Andres, a man well versed in the art of enchantment. Knowing Sandra’s humble origins, he believed she was naive and easy to fool.


    “There’s a delightful spread of desserts over there,” Andres said smoothly. “Let me take you to try some.”


    Sandra’s eyes had already lingered on thevish dessert table, her curiosity piqued. The desserts were prepared by Conroy, each piece a rare delicacy, worth a small fortune elsewhere.


    She had never tasted such luxuries and felt a quiet thrill at the prospect.


    “I would love to,” she replied eagerly.


    As they moved, Andres deliberately grazed Sandra’s hand, testing her reaction. Sandra returned a warm smile, interpreting the touch as an innocent gesture of fondness, one that secretly delighted her.


    Brenna watched, her frustration mounting. How could Sandra, a member of the Harper family—one of Shirie’s most eminent families—be so easily charmed by a man so far beneath her? The Stewarts, after all, held no candle to the Harpers’ prestige. Lilith, too, felt a pang of concern for Sandra.


    At the dessert table, Andres selected a decadent chocte mousse cake and presented it to Sandra, offering her a fork with practiced grace. “You must try this,” he said warmly. “It’s baked with the finest Valport ingredients by a master chef. Even the most exclusive patisseries rarely create something this exquisite.”


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    Sandra felt cheerful, familiar with the cakes’ appearance yet never having sampled them before. Her ie could have afforded such treats once, but Keira’s greed had stripped her finances bare, leaving her with only the most modest meals and threadbare garments worn for years. Now, standing beside a dashing gentleman offering her such exquisite fare, Sandra felt her spirits soar like a bird set free.


    Andres delicately lifted a piece of cake with his fork and offered it to Sandra, a gesture brimming with closeness. Sandra basked in the warmth of it, a soft flush coloring her cheeks. She parted her lips to savor the cake, her voice alight with wonder. “This is so delicious.”


    Andres’ smile widened, his charm effortless. “If it brings you such joy, I’ll see to it you enjoy one every day.” He selected another cake and presented it to her. “Try this one. It’s less sweet, but the cream is unparalleled, crafted with the finest care.”


    Without hesitation, he took the partially eaten cake from Sandra’s hand and passed it to a nearby server to discard.


    Sandra’s brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of unease crossing her face. “Isn’t it a bit extravagant to discard it after just a few bites?”


    Andres waved off her concern with an easy grin. “Not at all. This is a charity g, and I’ve made my donation tonight. Mr. Barker won’t mind this.”


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