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    William raised an eyebrow. “I’ll pay. Five thousand for a te of barbecue?”


    Ste hesitated. She wasn’t proud of it, but the number made her pause. Five thousand? For dinner? Her whole cart didn’t even cost a fraction of that.


    “Mr. Briggs, you’re way too generous. In that case, of course you cane over. If there’s anything else you’d like, let me know and I’ll grab it for you.”


    William let out a low chuckle. Her switch-up was lightning fast. One second she was brushing him off, and the next, she was all hospitality. Clearly, money talked.


    They finished shopping and headed out together with bags in hand. The supermarket was close to their apartments, so they didn’t bother driving.


    As expected of him, William carried most of the load without saying a word.


    He walked calmly beside Ste, asionally turning to chat with her. Ste, on the other hand, kept sneaking nces at him, her face a mix of quiet resignation and yful annoyance.


    Meanwhile, ever since Marc hade across those online rumors about her and William kissing, he hadn’t been able to calm down. He had moved out of his ce, hoping that distance from Doreen would bring him rity. But being alone only made him long more deeply for the days he had spent with Ste.


    What scared him most was the possibility that Ste might really be involved with William. That fear drove him to her neighborhood today. In the past, getting through the gate hadn’t been a problem, but today, no matter what trick he tried, the security wouldn’t let him in. He even tried slipping one a bribe, but that didn’t work either.


    Left with no other option, Marc waited outside, stewing in his thoughts. After what felt like forever, he finally saw them. William had just reached out to gently fix a strand of Ste’s hair, smiling with an ease Marc had never seen. Ste, smiling too, brushed his hand away in a lighthearted manner.


    That was all it took. Marc stormed forward and stepped directly in front of Ste, his voiceced with disbelief and desperation.


    “Stel, are you seriously dating him? Did you actually kiss him? What about us? Are you really just throwing everything we had away like it meant nothing?”


    Already irritated from her long day, Ste’s expression soured even more the moment she saw him. She hadn’t expected him to be lurking outside her building, let alone confront her like this.


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    “Marc, are you out of your mind? This is creepy behavior. You’re acting like a stalker.”


    But Marc didn’t see anything wrong. “I just wanted to talk to you. How does that make me a stalker? And if he kissed you—don’t you think he’s stepping way out of line?”


    William, who had remained silent until then, let out a low chuckle. “Mr. Walsh, don’t lump me in with you. We’re nothing alike.”


    Marc ignored him and turned back to Ste with a pleading look. “I’ve already left Doreen. She means nothing to me anymore. Can’t we start over? I swear I’ll treat you right this time.”


    Ste stepped back in disgust. “Marc, you’ve really hit a new low. Why would I even consider going back to someone like you? Walsh Group is hanging by a thread because you can’t manage it, and you think now’s the time toe chasing after me?” she said sharply. “If you want to prove anything, fix yourpany first. Show some sense of responsibility for once.”


    To Ste, Marc wasn’t even worth her respect anymore. Everything about him revolved around love and regret, but nothing about responsibility. Honestly, she thought it was a tragedy that someone like him was running the Walsh Group.


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