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    “This week then,” Christina decided without hesitation. “The sooner we go, the sooner we can straighten everything out.”


    “Then it’s settled,” Davina replied, her tone firm and her gaze gleaming with resolve.


    In her heart, she had already made up her mind—when she returned to Jasgow, she would reim what was rightfully hers.


    Meanwhile, at Scott Group, Dn couldn’t sit still.


    He tried to immerse himself in his work, but every attempt to concentrate dissolved under the weight of his unease. His phoney beside him, taunting him with its silence.


    Even though Davina had told him that Christina was just having a shower, theck of Christina’s own voice gnawed at his thoughts.


    He was one step away from abandoning the office altogether and driving back to the vi when his phone finally vibrated.


    “I just got out of the shower and saw your message. I miss you too.”


    Dn’s tense shoulders eased slightly. A small, fleeting smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he began typing a reply—but before pressing send, he hesitated.


    Then, with a frown, he erased the message. A quiet doubt whispered in his mind—what if it wasn’t truly Christina texting?


    Unease settled in again. Without wasting another moment, he initiated a video call.


    The instant the call connected and her face appeared on the screen, the knot in his chest unraveled.


    “Chrissie,” he breathed, his tone softening.


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    Christina smiled faintly. “Aren’t you busy at thepany? Did something happen?”


    “Did you see the news online?” he asked, his brow creasing.


    “I did,” she answered calmly.


    “Don’t let it bother you. I’ll take care of everything,” Dn said firmly, his eyes dark with concern. “Just ignore the rumors and focus on yourself.”


    Christina listened as Dn spoke with genuine concern, and a tender warmth wrapped around her, leaving her quietly overjoyed.


    She knew she could have dealt with it all on her own, yet the thought that someone cared enough to look ahead and shield her from the sting of online remarks touched her deeply. This was what it felt like to have someone truly looking out for her.


    “Alright, I’ll leave those alone,” Christina said with a gentle smile, her tone soft and trusting. “I know you’ll handle it.”


    Her eyes shimmered brightly, brimming with delight.


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