Lorenzo looked at the young woman arguing with him so seriously and said in a low voice, “You also said that a fleeting affair does not need to be taken seriously.”
Anna could not understand how a man could change his face faster than turning a page.
She licked her lips and tried to persuade him, but the car had already stopped near the Whitmore family residence.
Lorenzo reminded her calmly, “We are here.”
When two families lived so close, it was not necessarily a good thing.
Anna pushed the door open and got out. Before leaving, she had already regained the composed and courteous manner she showed in front of others.
“Mr Caldwell, I am serious about the alliance. I hope you will consider it.”
The man leaned back against the leather seat. Streetlight spilled across his chest, leavin
