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    When Sandra walked in, his face brightened. He immediately stood up, pulled out the chair across from him, and gestured for her to sit.


    Sandra had grown used to Jordy’s thoughtful ways and felt entirelyfortable around him.


    In recent months, she had noticed a subtle yet satisfying change in how others treated her. Most people now greeted her with courtesy, and even the city’s elite women talked to her politely.


    For the first time, she felt she truly belonged to high society—perhaps not among its wealthiest, but certainly within its ranks.


    “Were you waiting here for long?” Sandra asked, her tone gentle, tinged with apology and quiet anticipation. After all, today, Jordy was supposed to return her money for the investment.


    “Not at all. I got here too early. You’re right on time.”


    They had dined at this restaurant many times before, and Jordy knew her preferences by heart. By the time Sandra settled into her seat, waiters were already bringing out the dishes.


    Within minutes, the table was filled with Sandra’s favorite foods.


    “All of these are your favorites,” Jordy said with an indulgent smile. “You’ve probably had a busy morning. Let’s eat first. I’ll transfer the money after the meal, with an extra three percent interest.”


    Sandra’s face lit up instantly. The added interest was no small bonus.


    Feeling cheerful, she smiled. “Let’s eat.”


    For a fleeting moment, she thought about telling him not to trouble himself over the repayment. But then, she reminded herself that her own stability came first. It was his mistake that she lost the money, after all, and he could easily afford it.


    Losing a little money wouldn’t hurt him.


    Jordy watched Sandra closely, hiding the calction behind his eyes. He was certain he could win her over. Over time, he hade to understand her well—she valued money deeply and reacted strongly to financial ups and downs. When business was slow, she’d sulk for hours.


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    In contrast, on sessful business days, her joy was written all over her face.


    Unlike theposed women of high society who masked their emotions behind polite smiles, Sandra wore hers openly. That openness was what drew him to her. Women like Sandra were easy to read—and even easier to win.


    Brenna, on the other hand, was entirely different. Nothing seemed to rattle her. Even in the face of major events, she stayed calm and unyielding. And that made her far more difficult to deal with.


    Sandra was beginning to grow restless. In her mind, Jordy should have given her the money first, then enjoyed the meal afterward. Drawing it out like this felt maniptive, as though he expected herpany to be part of the bargain.


    Jordy was indeed doing this on purpose. Despite his efforts to win Sandra over, her attitude toward him had grown distant, as though she intended to keep him at arm’s length.


    This worried him; he feared that his ns might fall through.


    To Sandra, the meal seemed to drag endlessly. Though itsted barely thirty minutes, each passing minute felt like an hour.


    Atst, when the meal ended, Jordy finally reached for his phone. Sandra’s breath hitched slightly as he began the transfer.


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