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Louisa Watson, who had been displaying her fondness for me on X moments earlier, surreptitiously acquired the limited-edition sports car I had been eagerly anticipating at the car dealership.
Sixty minutes later, her male subordinate was seen driving the vehicle and shared a post on his social media profile.
[It's a joy to have a superior who looks after her employees.]
She was well aware of my passion for automobiles, yet she had the audacity to snatch it away and present it to another person.
That evening, I brought all the premium sports cars I had amassed in my garage to her residence.
I insisted she select one and give it away.
My father even arranged a blind date with the Scott family on my behalf within hours.
Given my wealth, attractive appearance, and fit physique, why should I waste time on someone who didn't genuinely care for me?

Never Meet You Again

Marco's complexion drained and his eyes widened with fear.


She balled her fists, her gaze burning with fury.


Her eyes bore into him as if he were a betrayer.


"We've never been alone together, so how did you get such a picture?"


"And when I asked if you had feelings for me before, you said no. Were you dishonest?"


"I always thought of you as just a good colleague, but you actually like me?"


The man stepped towards her nervously, his expression uneasy.


"No, Louisa. My feelings for you are my own. I never intended to come between you and Mr. Gilmore."


"My attraction to you hasn't affected my work performance. We're still an excellent team."


"Those images ... they're just wishful thinking ...."


Louisa crumpled and demanded, "I asked where this photo came from?"


She was desperate to uncover the truth behind the picture, as if proving its authenticity would confirm her love for me.


Marco was the only one harboring unrequited feelings.


Chapter 6