Amara left, and Finnian watched her go, his gaze lingering on her back for a long time.


    Just then, his phone rang. It was Liliana. "Finn, Mrs. Everly must have told you the wedding date by now. Should we... maybe take some engagement photos before then?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.


    Finnian didn''t respond. Silence stretched between them, broken only by the faint static on the line. For a moment, it was as if the call didn''t even exist.


    Liliana grew flustered. “Finn, you don''t want to?”


    Finally, Finnian spoke, but all he said was, "Correct."


    Liliana''s heart turned to ice, but she didn''t dare press the issue. She managed a few more words and ended the call with a forcedugh.


    Holding her phone, Liliana paced around the room, a sense of dread creeping over her.


    Was it her imagination, or had Finnian been subtly pushing back at hertely? Did he suspect she was involved in the incident where he was drugged?


    Finnian left the family estate and headed back to his own apartment.


    He did, in fact, believe that Liliana and Emma had conspired to drug him.


    But at this point, he didn''t want to confront them about it. He just had no intention of giving Liliana anything more. It was up to her to ept that or not.


    If she couldn''t, she was destined for disappointment.


    Amara was incredibly busy over the next few days, either revising the script for *Letters from Yesterday* or overseeing the renovations at her new house.


    One evening, when she returned, she found Mr. Kevin Everly sitting on the sofa, looking particrly pleased. The moment he saw her, he took her hand and said, "Amara, I''ve found a potential match for you. Would you like to meet him?" A potential match?


    Amara was taken aback.


    Mr. Kevin Everly had mentioned setting her up with someone before, but nothing hade of it. Amara had assumed he''d forgotten. It seemed the day had finally


    She didn''t refuse outright. "Who is he?"


    Mr. Kevin Everty was pleased she hadn''t immediately said no. He pulled out a photograph. "He''s the second son of the Bishop family Morgan Bishop He''s very well-mannered, a gentle and refined young man."


    "He works in his family''spany. Even though he''s the second son, he''s already been unofficially named the sessor. He has a very bright future ahead of him."


    Amara took the photo. It showed a man with short hair in a suit, with handsome, refined features. "When would I meet him?" she asked.


    "If you''re agreeable, how about the day after tomorrow in the afternoon?"


    Amara nodded. “You can arrange it, Grandfather. I''m free that day."


    Delighted by herpliance, Mr. Kevin Everly happily went to call Mr. Bishop Sr.


    Back in her room, Amara felt a wave of anxiety.


    She was pregnant. She shouldn''t be going on blind dates with anyone. It would be deceiving them.


    She would have to tell Mr. Kevin


    Everly about the pregnancy


    eventually, and this would have been the perfect opportunity. But he had been so upset by Finnantely that she felt it was better to wait, which was why she hadn''t said anything just now.


    Two dayster, Amara dressed in a gentle, apricot-colored dress, applied some light makeup, and went to the meeting ce as arranged by her grandfather.


    Mr. Kevin Everly and Mr. Bishop Sr. had chosen BUFO Cafe for their meeting, a


    famous upscale restaurant in Wye frequented by celebrities and socialites.


    Out of respect, Amara arrived ten minutes early, only to find that the man named Morgan was even earlier. When she walked into the restaurant, she saw him already


    seated, looking through the menu.