With the front car forced to stop, the vehicles behind it came to a halt


    immediately.


    The driver rolled down the window and yelled, "Are you trying to get yourself


    killed?!"


    Thankfully, they had just left thepany grounds, so they hadn''t picked up


    speed yet. He''d been able to brake in time. If they''d been on a main road, the


    oue could''ve been tragic.


    The girl couldn''t have been older than her early twenties. Her face was full of


    youthful cogen, her figure was model-like, and her features were delicate—an


    undeniably beautiful young woman.


    After recognizing her, the driver pulled back inside the car and said to the


    bodyguard in the passenger seat, "Isn''t that one of Mr. York''s admirers?"


    "Yeah, probably hoping to catch his attention while Mrs. York is away."


    "She knows he''s married with kids and still throws herself at him. Shameless."


    The bodyguard said coldly, "She''s not even worthparing to Miss Stone. Miss


    Stone had morals. Once she found out Mr. York was married, she let go and


    never bothered him again."


    "These girls, on the other hand, are dead set on being mistresses. What


    happened to having standards?"


    Then the bodyguard stepped out of the car.


    Two more bodyguards exited from the back seat.


    They didn''t waste time talking to the girl or give her a chance to approach the


    second car— Zachary and Josh''s car.


    But the girl didn''t give up.


    "Zachary! Mr. York! I love you—I love you! Please look at me! I would die for you!"


    "Just one look, Mr. York. I miss you so much!"


    She screamed and fought against the bodyguards holding her back, desperate to


    make her love known.


    Zachary didn''t even nce her way. He told the driver calmly, "Drive."


    The driver sped forward, maneuvering around the lead bodyguard car and


    continuing on.


    The girl panicked. She thrashed against the guards, but she was too weak to


    break free. All she could do was watch Zachary''s car vanish from sight.


    Once it was gone, the bodyguard let her go and warned her coldly, "Pull a stunt


    like that again, and we''re calling the police."


    "Our young master has been married for years. He''s a husband and a father. His


    rtionship with his wife is rock-solid. No matter how pretty or young you are, he


    won''t even look at you." "Go home. Obsessing over him is a waste of your time.


    You can like whoever you want, but chasing after Mr. York is just foolish."


    "He despises girls with twisted values."


    With that, the bodyguards got back in their car and drove off.


    The girl stood there in the street, watching until thest of the convoy


    disappeared.


    Then she muttered to herself, "Why can''t I pursue true love? Serenity''s already in


    her thirties and acts like a shrew. Does Mr. York still love her that much?"


    "The more loyal a man is, the more attractive he is. I just like him. I want to


    rece Serenity. She''s had him for so many years—shouldn''t she step aside?"


    "Are my values really that bad? Are they?"


    She crouched down on the pavement, covered her face, and began to cry.


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