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    Could she be reconsidering things between them? Was she finally open to his courtship? A surge of excitement coursed through Jordy. Did this mean he was closer to securing a ce in the Harper family?


    Recently, hispetitors had snatched several lucrative deals that he had pursued, and his business seemed stuck, limited to mid-tier projects and overlooked by industry giants for major ventures. With the Harper family’s support, he could break into the elite business circles, elevate his career, and join Sharie’s upper crust. He might even surpass the Russells among Sharie’s top families.


    Sandra’s feelings were conflicted. The ne was valuable—the royal jade stone was exquisite, likely worth millions. For a while, she had toyed with the idea of giving in to Jordy’s pursuit, but his history with Brenna and his string of exes made her hesitate.


    Yet, holding thevish ne, she felt a man’s genuine care for the first time.


    Noticing her willingness to ept the gift, Jordy stood swiftly, moved behind her, and lifted the ne. “Allow me to put it on you.”


    Sandra didn’t object, happilyplying.


    Standing close, Jordy’s faint cologne blended with his natural scent, sending a flutter through Sandra’s heart.


    “All set.” Jordy turned to look at her. “It’s perfect. It’s like the ne was made just for you.”


    Sandra pulled out her phone, opened the camera, and studied herself on the screen. The ne looked absolutely exquisite. Jordy’s sincere and generous pursuit made Sandra feel that turning him away might seem too cold.


    For the first time, she had epted such an extravagant gift, and her joy was uncontainable, a smile spreading across her face. “Thank you, Mr. Barton. I truly love it.”


    “I’m d you do.” Jordy knew patience was key. epting the ne didn’t mean he had instantly be part of the Harper family—that was wishful thinking. He resolved to proceed gradually, confident he could win Sandra’s heart within a year.


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    “Mr. Barton, how is yourpany faring these days?” Sandra asked with genuine interest.


    “It’s going well. And how are your new storesing along?” Jordy said.


    Sandra gave a small shake of her head. “Rather ordinary. CloudPath brings in a few hundred thousand each day, but the profit margin hovers around thirty percent. It doesn’tpare to the earnings from my old menswear store. The brand targets mid-to-low-end consumers, so the average transaction value stays low. If things continue like this, my monthly profit will barely hit four to five hundred thousand, which is still below what I used to make from menswear. Mr. Barton, with your business background, do you have any advice for me?”


    Jordy slowly shook his head. “The apparel industry isn’t what it used to be. Running physical shops has be even more challenging. Since your store is still new, you should let it find its footing first. Earning about five hundred thousand a month is already impressive, especially when most clothing retailers are barely managing to stay afloat.”


    Sandra let out a weary sigh and shook her head once more. “This shop belongs to me. If I were renting, there would be almost nothing left after paying the rent. I’m such a disappointment, Mr. Barton. Maybe business just isn’t meant for me. Do you think I’ve been foolish? I had a thriving menswear business, yet I gave it up to chase something new, and now I’m worse off than before. If anyone knew my real situation, they’dugh at me.”


    She had made a terrible mistake, and she knew it.


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