  Amanda's POV

  

      Remy was much more difficult to deal with than I thought. He always held his chin and looked at me. It was like a lion observing its prey. He looked calm, but in fact, no one knew what he would do next.

  

      I didn't know how to answer the questions he asked me several times, but in any case, my answer satisfied him.

  

      When I returned home, I once again received a call from Douglas. This time, he sounded less harsh, but only by a bit. "Amanda, are you free at eight o'clock next Saturday night?"

  

      I was curious. Should I say yes? But on second thought, it was likely that Douglas looked for me because of Remy's instructions. I was silent for two seconds and said, "I don't think I will have time."

  

      "Then please postpone what you're going to do. You have to go on a business trip at eight o'clock on Saturday night to attend a charity

  Remy's POV

  

      Amanda was so easy to bully. Couldn't she tell that Rachel was giving her a hard time? I waited in the office for five minutes, but she still didn't come in to ask me what to do. Was she planning on buying a dress herself?

  

      At the thought of the interns' low salary, I couldn't bear it any longer. I rushed out and scolded Rachel.

  

      However, on second thought, I barely opened my eyes while buying Rachel's dress. The color didn't match Amanda's fair skin at all. If Amanda was about to show up at the charity banquet with me, she deserved to be the most stunning.

  

      So, I knocked on the table and generously told her that I would take her to buy a new dress.

  

      It wasn't until Amanda got into my car, sat firmly in the passenger seat, and kept her distance from me in the backseat, that I realized that she was rejecting me.

  

      "W

  Remy's POV

  

      Her back was straight, and this posture made her neck look beautiful. She was beautiful like an oil painting when she sat still.

  

      "How was your first day of work?" I held my chin and looked at her. I looked relaxed, but she did not relax because of my posture.

  

      "Not bad. Douglas is a good guy and helped me a lot."

  

      I thought about it. Douglas was a guy who didn't like to talk. He looked a little indifferent, yet Amanda praised him.

  

      "Guess why I kept you."

  

      She was a little shy, and I guessed that it was because of the awkward night that she worked with emotions. Hearing my question, she bit her lower lip, and when she opened her mouth, a bite mark was left there.

  

      "I didn't know it was you. I found out when I arrived at the office. Thank you for taking me in that night." She was embarrassed and had been 

Amanda's POV
  
      Remy was much more difficult to deal with than I thought. He always held his chin and looked at me. It was like a lion observing its prey. He looked calm, but in fact, no one knew what he would do next.
  
      I didn't know how to answer the questions he asked me several times, but in any case, my answer satisfied him.
  
      When I returned home, I once again received a call from Douglas. This time, he sounded less harsh, but only by a bit. "Amanda, are you free at eight o'clock next Saturday night?"
  
      I was curious. Should I say yes? But on second thought, it was likely that Douglas looked for me because of Remy's instructions. I was silent for two seconds and said, "I don't think I will have time."
  
      "Then please postpone what you're going to do. You have to go on a business trip at eight o'clock on Saturday night to attend a charity banquet with Mr. Tusk." Douglas' tone was still calm as if he did not feel that it was wron

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