"Mr. Roberts, what brings you here? On a business trip?" James, who was initially fierce, softened his expression and smiled at the newcomer. "This young lady, I was just joking with her, and she got upset. I was just trying to give her some advice."
"She seems quite young. Let's do a good deed and let her go."
"Well... since Mr. Roberts has spoken, you can leave now."
After leaving the bar, I felt scared and wronged, so I crouched by the roadside and cried.
At that moment, a handkerchief was handed to me.
"Wipe your tears, your makeup is all smudged."
Baylan stood over me, his gaze was as cold as moonlight.
It had been too long since anyone cared for me, and at that moment, I felt my heart stir.
I next saw him featured in a financial magazine.
I learned that his name was Baylan,
