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    “I’m only trying to look out for you. You’re still young. What do you know? Not many men out there are trustworthy.” Keira, too, was upset, her appetite for the meal fading away.


    For days, Andres had been a steady presence, chauffeuring Sandra to work and back, each trip marked by a gift. During her breaks, he would show up with coffee, sparking envy among her colleagues who marveled at her attentive boyfriend.


    Sandra basked in the glow of his affection, her days wrapped in a sweet, contented haze.


    When Saturday arrived and Keira was discharged from the hospital, Sandra faced a dilemma—they had no car. Her heart swelled when Andres volunteered to pick up her mother.


    Ovee with gratitude, Sandra threw her arms around Andres, nting a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you, darling. You’re the kindest man I’ve ever known,” she said, her words brimming with sincerity.


    Since Keira’s return, the Harper family had shown little care toward her, but Andres asked about her daily, even sending her lunch.


    Seizing the moment, Andres pulled Sandra close, stealing a kiss right there at the bustling entrance of their residentialplex, not minding the passersby. The kiss was brief, and Sandra, cheeks flushing, gave his shoulder a yful swat. “What are you thinking? We’re in public!” she teased, her embarrassmentced with delight.


    Andres let out a chuckle, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Let them stare—they’ll only be green with envy. Come on, love, hop in the car. Let’s go pick up your mother.”


    As Sandra slid into the car, her gaze fell on a collection of elegant gift boxes nestled in the backseat. Her heart fluttered—she knew Andres had picked them out for her mother, a thoughtful gesture.


    Keira had stayed in the hospital for days, yet the Harper family hadn’t spared a single thought for her. Corinna hadn’t evene back to the country, and her son had called the police.


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    At the hospital, Sandra guided Andres into her mother’s ward, her voice bright with pride when she spoke to her mother. “Mom, this is my boyfriend, Andres.” Andres offered Keira a courteous smile. “A pleasure to meet you.”


    Keira’s eyes flicked over him, taking in his polished appearance. At around thirty, Andres was strikingly handsome, his tailored suit and gleaming watch hinting at wealth and refinement.


    Yet, Keira’s expression remained cool. Sandra had told her that Andres, while holding shares in the Stewart Group, was overshadowed by his brother, the heir. In Keira’s mind, Andres paled inparison to someone like Ethan. She only gave a brisk nod as acknowledgment.


    Andres, ever astute, caught the chill in Keira’s demeanor instantly. It didn’t faze him—Keira wasn’t a Harper, so her opinion of him carried little weight. “I’ve got the car ready. Let me take you home.” With a gracious smile, Andres stepped forward, reaching for the luggage


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